| No need for dirt, I’m already still
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| Outweigh the orbit, I’ve
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| Never been 'round the sun
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| Always beside it
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| The burn is a reaction
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| Repeat the strokes that will bring the
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| Water to my neck, the tears over my head
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| The conflict is an illusion
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| Just get as close to the reflection
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| Eyes into the fractured glass
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| The bounce back, the cross over
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| Over
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| Break bread with the ally adversary
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| Backwards and forwards, blinded by the shadows below
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| All of you and everything and it’s never ending
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| It never started anyway
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| No need for
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| No need for dirt, I’m already still
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| Outweigh the orbit, I’ve
|
| Never been 'round the sun
|
| The burn is an illusion
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| Just get as close to the reflection
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| Eyes into the fractured glass
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| The bounce back, the cross over
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| Truth withers long before the roots are pulled
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| Truth will be the first prey amid the raid
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| And you’ll see the smoke before you feel the flames
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| You’re an enemy of speech
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| Your legacy is a furnace spawning generations of hell
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| Break bread with the ally adversary
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| Backwards and forwards, blinded by the shadows below
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| All of you and everything and it’s never ending
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| It never started anyway, yeah
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| It’s never ending
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| It never started anyway |