| Someone else’s suicide
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| Is better left until you’ve died
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| Nothing left you so unclean but then you’ve been crying
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| And whether you were right or wrong
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| It’s better left until it’s done
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| No one left you I believe
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| Silence
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| By the soul I bare when I’m no longer sun dried
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| Hiding
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| From the whole damn world I believe
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| I will suffer for my pride
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| And if Godliness is all you need
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| The son of man is filled with greed
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| Nothing left you so unsure
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| But then you’ve been blinded
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| And whether this is right or wrong
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| Its better left until it’s gone
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| No one loved you anyway
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| But then I have been so blind
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| As if day had turned to night
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| There’s nothing in my life oh
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| I don’t get to believe in
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| How I long for
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| Silence
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| By the soul I bare when I’m no longer sun dried
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| Hiding
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| From the cross I bear I believe I will suffer for this pride
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| But finding
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| That I made my own bed and by God I’ll lay down my own head
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| Someone else’s suicide
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| Is better left until you’ve died
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| Nothing left you so unclean but then you’ve been crying
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| And whether you where right or wrong
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| You ran away from what you’ve done
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| Nothing left you so unclean but then you’ve been hiding
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| Oh you’ve been hiding away
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| You’ve been hiding
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| Just as I’ve been
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| Silence
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| By the cross I bear when I’m no longer sun dried
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| Hiding
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| From the hole I see I believe I’ll fall right in
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| Yeah
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| I’ve been silenced
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| By the whole damn world, how I long to see you break
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| Oh you had left me by the stairs
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| Now I need more fame
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| You left me so alive |