| Merciless
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| My pulse counts it down
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| The triviality of our intentions
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| Curtains are closing
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| Draped in demise
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| Trying to find it
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| Our light
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| This is the implicit picture
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| The picture of hope abandoning me
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| By carving the torment within
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| Seconds
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| Do you see how long they last?
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| Now they’re gone
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| To be worth my time
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| Nothing before, nothing after
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| A lifetime spent together
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| (Tell me)
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| Makes our faces become the same
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| (Was it worth it?)
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| Help me change its meaning
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| By carving the silence of torment within
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| The joy of life
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| We’re aching to feel
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| But the world won’t let us
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| Seducing the shame
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| Crumble the wretched
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| Will you remember my name?
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| A lifetimes spent together
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| Makes our faces become the same
|
| Help me change its meaning
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| By carving the silence of torment within
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| Wish there was another way
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| (Tell me)
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| But the fire keeps boiling, beckon me
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| (Was it worth it?)
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| Pour cold water in your blood
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| You tell me, was it worth it?
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| The world doesn’t care about me
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| I don’t care, I won’t let it
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| Seconds
|
| Do you see how long they last?
|
| Now they’re gone
|
| Curtains are closing
|
| Draped in demise
|
| Trying to find it
|
| Our light
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| Carving the torment within |