| This morning I made the call
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| The one that ends it all
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| Hanging up, I wanted to cry
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| But dammit, this well’s gone dry
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| Not for the money
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| Not for the fame
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| Not for the power
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| Just no more games
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| But now I’m safe in the eye of a tornado
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| I can’t replace the lies that let a thousand days go
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| No more living trapped inside, in her way I’ll surely die
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| In the eye of the tornado, blow me away
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| You’ll grow to loathe my name
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| You’ll hate me just the same
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| You won’t need your breath
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| And soon you’ll meet your death
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| Not from the years
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| Not from the use
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| Not from the tears
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| Just self-abuse
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| But now I’m safe in the eye of a tornado
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| I can’t replace the lies that let a thousand days go
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| No more living trapped inside, in her way I’ll surely die
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| In the eye of the tornado, blow me away
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| Who’s to say what’s for me to say?
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| Who’s to say what’s for me to be?
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| Who’s to say what’s for me to do?
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| 'Cause a big nothing it’ll be for me
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| The land of opportunity
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| The golden chance for me
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| My future looks so bright
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| Now I think I’ve seen the light
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| Can’t say what’s on my mind
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| Can’t do what I really feel
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| In this bed I made for me
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| Is where I sleep, I really feel
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| I warn you of the fate
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| Proven true too late
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| Your tongue twists perverse
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| Come drink now of this curse
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| And now I fill your brain
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| I spin you round again
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| My poison fills your head
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| As I tuck you into bed
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| You’ll feel my fingertips
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| You won’t forget my lips
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| You’ll feel my cold breath
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| It’s the kiss of death |