| Reality — someone evil’s lurking in your room
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| Eternally — like a birthday on the day of doom
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| You know your future slowly gets in form
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| When the purgatory keeps you warm
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round looks like hell to me
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round with the best of wishes from me
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| Apparently those living corpses match you flaking skin
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| Did you believe the day would come when time is wearing thin
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| You know your future slowly gets in form
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| When the purgatory keep s you warm
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| You realize there’s not much left to do
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| When the obituary features you
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round looks like hell to me
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round with the best of wishes from me
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| You realize there’s not much left to do
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| When the obituary features you
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round looks like hell to me
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round with the best of wishes from me
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round looks like hell to me
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| You’re going down down down falling endlessly
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| No one’s around round round with the best of wishes from me |