| Function it will not
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| Slate barters a process stagnant and weary
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| Shut my eyes dont look
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| Shove your face upon the wall
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| Hey you the falsetto
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| Start praying for daylight
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| Punch every wall this is knowing the will to die
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| I used to open my eyes before i experienced it concentrate
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| I always saw in the corner of the room a small apparatus looking to kill me
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| I closed my optics and saw the overwhelming presence haunting screaming the
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| vision
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| Relief in capsule form
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| I awoke and swallowed a thousand pills per second
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| This is knowing the will to die
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| I knew you would come happy youre here now stay
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| I want you to know
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| Incomplete is a common form
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| Incomplete is out eyes wide open wit no idea of a fucking soul
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| Theres no coming home i swear, its right here…
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| When pistons collapse its not supposed to work
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| Early morning, i want you to know
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| Contract to fiction, vision, i see your face
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| Feel sensation but theres nobody there
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| Call out i know you are here
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| Illusion of life has crossed the boundary
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| I stand on the edge
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| I can figure it out there is way i find solutions
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| When pistons collapse its not supposed to work |