| Empty wound
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| At a single draft alone
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| Drain this ruin
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| The farthest one can come to close
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| Life could be better if I let me in
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| (What is to hold onto?)
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| But I force myself towards departing
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| (Leaving is what you do)
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| I had to make dirty in the soil
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| I had to be the rascal taking all
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| Wanted us to live in times of bliss
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| I couldn’t evoke the memories I had missed
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| Left this wound
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| Abandon my ideals for what?
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| (Want to be just like you)
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| Molded like I’m shaped in size with anyone
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| (Standing like I’m next to everyone just like you)
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| I had to make dirty in the soil
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| I had to be the rascal taking all
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| Wanted us to live in times of bliss
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| I couldn’t evoke the memories I had missed
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| Shut your eyes fast and all goes blank
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| Channel the vision, feel the scent of
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| Someone who dared to lose it all
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| Someone who’s ready to take the fall for it
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| I’m taking all, am I taking all?
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| Am I taking all?
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| I’m taking all, am I taking all?
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| As the rascal taking all, am I taking all? |