| Look what we’ve done, we almost have made it
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| We’re jumping the gun and we celebrated
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| The damage is done, we haven’t yet paid it
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| What have I become? |
| What have we created?
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| I’m the darkness in your mind again
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| Just beneath the skin wearing you thin
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| I’m the distortion your reflection
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| When you let me in I can be your friend
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| Can I escape it, the dark that we’ve done?
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| Feels like a jaded old man on the run
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| Is it too late yet, the damage undone?
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| Things are related where did we go wrong?
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| 'Cause I am the noise you heard
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| The bite in the bitter words
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| I’m painting the scene absurd
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| Remember the coldness hurts
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| 'Cause I am the darkness in your own mind again
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| I’m knocking to come back in I’m your oldest friend
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| I’m the darkness in your mind again
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| Just beneath the skin wearing you thin
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| I’m the distortion your reflection
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| When you let me in I can be your friend
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| 'Cause I am the noise you heard
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| The bite in the bitter words
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| I’m painting the scene absurd
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| Remember the coldness hurts
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| 'Cause I am the darkness in your own mind again
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| I’m knocking to come back in, I’m your oldest friend |