| Fear is the false advisor
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| As the tension rises and the senses blur
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| Break into a cold sweat
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| And fall into an utter randomness
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| I can’t decide
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| Determination without
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| Power of persuasive thoughts
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| Avoid the assassin
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| Which kills your thoughts
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| Creates delusions
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| Accept your weakness
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| It happens to be
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| The key to be free
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| I can’t decide
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| Determination without
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| Power of persuasive thoughts
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| Wake me
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| For I have been
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| Derailed
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| Strangle me
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| Save me from atrophy
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| All that I want to feel
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| Is the ultimate peace
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| Flowing through me
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| Caught in a web
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| Failing to pull myself out
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| When the dawn entangles all that’s hidden in the dark
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| I know that my incentives to go on cease to be of my own choosing
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| I can be hard to take responsibility
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| For your own deeds within your life
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| But it’s the only way in frail fantasies
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| Forgive yourself and ease your mind
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| Forlorn
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| Betrayed
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| Forlorn
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| Betrayed by the ego, by obession
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| A symphony of aggression
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| Tracing your false desires
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| The internal traitor ignites the fire
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| Unleash the burden
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| Release yourself from cheap satisfactions
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| The lies you’ve been telling yourself over and over again
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| Created a state of indifference
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| And make you slowly lose hold of your identity
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| Can’t get my satisfaction
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| From the ordinary
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| Can’t find my peace of mind
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| In high class sanctuaries
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| I strike left and right
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| The language that I master
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| Force me
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| To suffer
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| The price to pay
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| I bash and beat you down
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| My way to get things done
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| The final word is mine
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| So hold your nasty tongue
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| Wake me
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| For I have been
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| Derailed
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| Fallen into a deep hole
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| Caught in a web
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| Failing to pull myself out
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| It’s a good horse that never stumbles
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| But they have made to much of him |