| Taken by the darkest trails of mind
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| I’ve lived through hail and nothing stops these clouds
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| Searching far and wide for better life
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| The unknown soul, walking past you now
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| These ghosts are here for life
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| These broken hands are tied to dark life
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| I’ve never seen such night
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| I’ve lost a crucial piece of mine
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| Are you okay?
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| Are you the same?
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| (No, no, no, no)
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| Did you miss the point?
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| Did you miss the point of living?
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| (No, no, no, no)
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| This mind is bound to die
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| These hands are tied to suicide
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| I’ve never felt such fright
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| I’ve lost a crucial piece of mine
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| Eyes of dying, laughing, lonely nights
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| They do their whispering but only when it’s time
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| I’ve never known what I’m supposed to tell me
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| They are always here, since the day of the cloud
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| These ghosts are here for life
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| These broken hands are tied to dark life
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| I’ve never seen such night
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| I’ve lost a crucial piece of mine
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| Are you okay?
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| Are you the same?
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| (No, no, no, no)
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| Did you miss the point?
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| Did you miss the point of living?
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| (No, no, no, no)
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| This mind is bound to die
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| These hands are tied to suicide
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| I’ve never felt such fright
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| I’ve lost a crucial piece of mine
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| I am one of the violent
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| I am one of the silent |