| They provide their nectar and then I am released
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| I am a grain of sand underneath the floor and so far out of reach,
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| but I am safe from harm
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| Against this shelter they are always hammering, against these ears they are
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| always deafening
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| I too know an angry language. |
| Our pain is always accurate and striving to evade
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| it’s only design
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| It wants to strike you down to fall into it’s arms again
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| Blood is thicker than water, but which one did you drink?
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| Oh…
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| What I know was divided and broken down by the ignorance of others
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| Spoken from their lips, but with the lungs of another
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| Sounds great but tastes like blood
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| These rumor sessions are assembled by us all… by us all
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| They are the earth and we are the breath of life
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| Your pain is always accurate and striving to evade it’s only design
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| I want to strike you down to fall into my arms again
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| Blood is thicker than water, but which one did you drink… did you drink?
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| Put down that retribution. |
| I don’t need your absolution. |
| Yeah…
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| Put down that retribution. |
| I don’t need your absolution
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| Put down that retribution. |
| I don’t need your absolution… No… No… No… |