| Have no fear and open your eyes and observe the glowing room
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| Through the blood that runs through your eyelids, I guess it’s time to wake
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| Moving hours with vacant hands just for the chance just to sleep again
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| Drag my feet across the earth yeah I guess that nothings restored
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| Make my through my designer home
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| To the heart of my captivity
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| Where I am both prisoner and warden
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| All I need is the air inside my lungs, or a cigarette
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| Life is blank without the flame
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| It’s ok cause I am still within the womb
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| Watching from the inside, the inside
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| The great things wait just past the horizon
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| They lose their glow when the lights hit their skin
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| Outstretched hands I’ll flee and to nothing I will open the door
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| The sun is dead, or maybe just fading out
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| It hits my skin for the first time in days and days
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| As I slip into the air I feel the warmest winter
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| That I can remember
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| Breathless is the empty world
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| Aimlessly walking through a vacant city
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| The architecture is all alone
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| If this is the end I don’t feel a damn thing
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| My tired feet matter no more
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| It seems the things I tend to believe always fall to my feet
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| To dig my shallow graves
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| You must have felt this, before you even woke up
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| You should have known it years ago
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| You must have felt this, before you even woke up
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| You should have known it years ago
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| (You should have known
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| You should have known, Yeah!
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| You should have known
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| You should have known)
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| Do not be surprised my friend
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| You make your own decisions
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| You worked hard, you fought the good fight
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| The taste of copper in a failed mouth full of broken teeth
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| And the sounds, the sounds of excuses
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| I’ll count my blessings on the fingers of the unbit hand
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| Empty of reason, goodbyes on the tip of my tongue forever
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| And so it goes
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| I must have seen it, before I even woke up
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| I should have known it years ago
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| I will storm the gates of hell
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| I will kill the queen of death herself
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| Shadowless in the last direct light of the drowning sun
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| I will storm the gates of hell
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| I will kill the queen of death herself
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| Shadowless in the last direct light of the drowning sun |