| Tell me, how does the dark that forever masks my shame know my name?
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| And if it knows me like it tells me, then why not play?
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| It knows I’ve changed
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| Please hide my shame
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| Please hide the tears that stream down from my face
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| My soul melts away
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| I try to be different, but it all ends the same
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| Now watch my soul melt away
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| This darkness ahead picks my tissue to threads
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| For all the tears shed, pick my tissue to threads
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| Take the weight of my bones, take the pictures and pieces I own
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| Take away this frame, pick my tissue to threads
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| Sinking into the shadows, my layers peel and crumble
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| Drifting past days anew, a transient being passing through
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| I know these old bones too well. |
| I’ve never felt so alone though
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| When matter fades, my soul melts away
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| Please hide my shame
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| Please hide the tears that stream down from my face
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| My soul melts away
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| This darkness ahead picks my tissue to threads
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| For all the tears shed, pick my tissue to threads
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| Take the weight of my bones, take the pictures and pieces I own
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| Take away this frame, pick my tissue to threads |