| I can count the walls closing in
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| When I try to outrun the place
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| That you call a sin
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| I’ll let your newfound conceit
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| Be the new beginning
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| To the day of defeat
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| Where no one is winning
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| You said
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| Those who seek will surely find
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| You said
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| Those who ask will get a line
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| I’ve opened my heart up to let you in
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| But how do I get you under my skin?
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| Pray that you’ll get your way
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| I promise, you’ll walk astray
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| Pay for all you crave
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| I swear I’ll help you dig your grave
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| It’s like pulling a rope
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| Melting into sulfur
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| I have asked again and again and again
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| For that striking movement
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| To move my thoughts just for a moment
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| That moment making us feel like forever
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| That lasts forever
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| Until it fades away
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| You said
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| Those who seek will surely find
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| You said
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| Those who ask will get a line
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| I’ve opened my heart up to let you in
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| But how do I get you under my skin?
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| I’ve opened my heart up to let you in
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| But how do I get you under my skin?
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| I can hear the tick of the clock
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| Up on the wall waiting to die
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| As days, weeks, months go by
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| Without even the least of touch
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| From what keeps me alive
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| I’m like a ghost
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| Waiting to leave my worries behind
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| Without anyone hearing my screams
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| Or feeling my endeavour
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| As every pounding tick lashes my back
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| I feel a little less
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| And question a little more
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| Until those moments that keeps my spirit alive
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| Those moments that wakes my spirit to life
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| Those moments that keeps my spirit alive
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| Those moments that wakes my spirit to life
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| Those moments that keeps my spirit alive
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| Those moments that wakes my spirit to life
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| You said
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| Those who seek will surely find
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| You said
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| Those who ask will get a line
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| Just when I’m about to loose you
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| You find a way
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| Back in to my life
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| In to my life
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| Just when I’m about to loose you
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| You find a way
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| Back in to my life |