| I’m sick of spending all these days
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| Looking for some nepenthe
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| Like atelophobic and solivagant
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| How could I believe in magic
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| When we all feel so alone
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| And only try to survive for redamancy?
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| I’m pacing downtown everynight
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| And everyone’s giving advice
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| But no one really seems to give a shit
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| So who’s gonna…
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| Who’s gonna be my catharsis
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| And get me outside of my head
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| When I’m one breath away from drowning?
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| Guess I been wasting time as it’s wasting me
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| Nicotine in the veins
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| A thousand wishes hanging on my lip tips
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| How could I believe in magic
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| When we are all so alone
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| And only try to survive all the things we feel?
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| Surfing on liberosis
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| Don’t wanna know if I still bleed
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| Just wanna feel like dust in the winds
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| Let me drown in velleities
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| Don’t wanna know if I still breathe
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| Just wanna feel the light on my face
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| No one will ever try to break the silence
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| When it’s burning out my conscience
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| When it’s running every inch of my mind
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| Here, even just to feel is complex
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| But I wanna try and dare
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| Take a moment to admire the world |