| The world is dyin' the world is cryin'
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| World goes blind while the boy is lying
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| The house is burnin the children mourning their father’s death
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| While world it keeps turning
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| One more day of pain has passed
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| While he lies in the sand on his back
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| Lookin' through the cracks in the sky sunsets
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| And all drowns in twilight
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| The desert stretches on for one more day
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| The girl pleads to him don’t go away
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| His lips they move but got nothing to say
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| Stares blankly threw her face
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| Recollection of his brothers as they played
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| The world is black the earth is cracked
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| A child with no arms lyin on his back
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| No where to go in the middle of this cold
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| In the middle of this earth spinnin out of control
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| Did I have moments that were worth living for
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| I took the gun they gave me through it down on the floor
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| They chopped off my arms threw me out of the door
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| I am a murderer
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| I’m runnin in the desert runnin into the the sun
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| Runnin out of blood and I’m goin' numb
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| I’m runnin and you’re runnin
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| And we’re runnin and we’re runnin' on empty
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| I’m runnin in this maze till I reach the sea
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| My heart burns up inside of me
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| Burnt and charred from this desert heat
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| My heart burns up inside of me
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| And the pain with in is the pain outside
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| The desert right here is a reflection of my life
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| Just as brutal as I am the sun me and the desert we are one
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| I am a murderer
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| Only the dead souls know I’m alive
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| They want me to lie down by their side
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| These are the demons that passed through my life
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| That killed me over a thousand times
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| I don’t run I don’t flee I don’t fight
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| I don’t make fun but don’t flex my might
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| I don’t act dumb but don’t shine my light
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| I sit down on the ground till the time is right
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| They seek my demise and rely
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| On my dark side to give into the night
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| All those desperate ghosts stuck souls trapped in black holes
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| Became wearwolves stolen souls wanna see me bleed
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| It’s a new day a new way
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| It’s gone it’s dooms day for those who hold on to old ways
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| Your grip is so strong you choke and you swallow
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| And leave the place torn
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| So tread lightly no need to fight me
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| No need to be right it’s so frightening
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| Soul like dust and flash like lightning
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| I slip through your grip cause you hold so tightly
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| I didn’t stop nah I’m just becoming
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| I’m not finished nah I’m just arriving
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| I’m not done don’t know where I’m going
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| Not afraid not to know and keep growing
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| Once you know you’re dead and not living
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| And that’s the wisdom to know while your breathing |