| Tunnels, when lights fade, will come alive
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| Dodge the beasts, evade the pain
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| Warm-bodied machines that don’t want you to stay
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| I think I’m breaking down again
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| Remember to forget what was left behind
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| Avoid their eyes, get lost in the weight
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| Until it all evaporates
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| Silence in motion on this quiet tread
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| Searching for links that don’t lead to the end
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| A slave to the pulse, it’s sink or swim
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| And I think I’ve dug myself in too deep again
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| We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
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| Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
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| A fated unease and half-hearted cries
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| Tied to your fate, bound to the lines
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| We dip and left in unstable air, a hole in my gut
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| Lead in my legs, dust from the tracks still choke this call
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| Silence in motion on this quiet tread
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| Searching for links that don’t lead to the end
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| A slave to the pulse, it’s sink or swim
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| And I think I’ve dug myself in too deep again
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| We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
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| Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
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| All these voices, they hide in white noise
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| I’m not the same person I left behind
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| A slave to the pulse, it’s sink or swim
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| And I think I’ve dug myself in too deep again
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| We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
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| Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all |