| Shut up
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| Stop talking
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| I got it all figured out this time
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| Don’t worry
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| They’ll never take us out alive
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| The endless trial
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| Convicting all
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| But it’s us now
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| We got control
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| If you can’t talk
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| Then I can’t hear
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| And that’s why we’re locked in the dark
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| If I knew what you were from the start
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| Fighting would never be hard
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| Now we’re drooling to tear you apart
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| Destroying all that you are
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| Let’s start the big event
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| 10 seconds of blind amusement
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| The public execution
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| So come on lets all feel the hate
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| I feel it, yeah
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| But I’m coming back for more
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| Excitement… Yeah!
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| Stop fucking the world to death
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| You need it… Yeah!
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| I’ll kill us all right now
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| For this… Yeah!
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| Cannot stop the rage
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| I know the lie
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| A photographs a knife
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| A question
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| A path that leads nowhere
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| I search inside myself
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| To find a place, sometimes safe
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| And if I find that place
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| I can finally rest and stop asking about
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| The know
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| The how
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| The where
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| The reasons competing
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| The way
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| The why
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| The you
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| The why
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| The reasons believing
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| And I know the faith
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| The God
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| The waste
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| The lying it’s breathing
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| And I know the face
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| The man
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| The hate
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| The anger it’s seething
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| The parasite
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| Behind my eyes
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| Controls my mind
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| And feeds on time
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| So I’ll hide inside
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| And wait until it’s over
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| The nothingness is vicoden
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| It felt so good to find an end
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| Nothing lasts long when I am
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| Drowning for this
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| Killing for this
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| I can’t stop thinking
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| I can’t stop thinking about
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| It’s just fine
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| And we’ll be alright
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| While we can find
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| Our way to the endless light, yeah!
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| And tonight it all turns black again
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| So you can hide inside your fucking mind
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| And cry because you’re still alive
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| But it will never end
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| Don’t hold your mother fucking breath
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| Embrace your lonely selfishness
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| Cause you will never know
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| The know
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| The how
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| The where
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| The reasons competing
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| The know the face
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| The man
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| The hate
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| The anger it’s seething |