| It’s a twisted reflection
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| On the door to my withering barrier wall
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| I burn
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| Strange are the roads
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| That lead to insanity
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| And thin is the line
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| Between sane and deranged
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| Just a little touch of… searching
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| Coming closer now
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| Just faces these bad illusions
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| Master I call!
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| Strange are the roads
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| That lead to insanity
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| And thin is the line
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| Between sane and deranged
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| So many times that I"ve been waiting here
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| For pieces of my life to come clear
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| Help me now — help me father
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| Help me tear out my mind
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| I was just a little claustrophobic
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| Evil these walls are
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| How many times have I been screaming in here?
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| You said that you’d be waiting for me sir saltwater
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| I never heard the charge!
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| What?
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| Do you care what I say?
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| No I don’t
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| Pssst!
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| Help me!
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| Strange are the roads
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| That lead to insanity
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| And thin is the line
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| Between sane and deranged |