| Strings of numbers in the black.
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| Solutions false to send me back. |
| If only I
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| could only do the math. |
| (there is no
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| escape) Tell me secrets with white noise.
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| If I could single out a voice maybe
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| the past would all make sense. |
| (there is
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| no meaning) A pattern there, a sequence
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| here, there’s something that I lack. |
| The
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| answer’s there, but the end is near, and
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| there’s no turning back.
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| There’s meaning in the static and I need
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| to believe that if there’s an end, I’m
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| planning my escape.
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| Turn the volume up to ten. |
| The signal’s
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| there it’s just hiding. |
| Beware the
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| monsters at the end. |
| (there is no escape)
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| I’ll place this purpose in the void.
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| Something to block out white noise.
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| Quick now, my time is running out. |
| (There
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| is no meaning) They’ve caught my scent,
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| they’re on my heels, this city’s closing
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| in. I’m leaving town, I’m reaching out,
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| but all I grasp is air.
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| I hear voices in the darkness. |
| (I hear
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| voices) Waiting, they’re watching, and
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| telling me lies. |
| They don’t answer now.
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| I hear voices… |