| I scraped my knees when
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| I was praying and found a demon in my safest haven
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| Seems like getting hard to believe in anything
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| Then just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts
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| I wanna know what it’d be like
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| To find perfection in the pride
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| To see nothing in the light
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| But turn it off
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| In all my spite
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| In all my spite
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| I’ll turn it off
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| And the worst part is before it gets any better
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| We’re headed for a cliff
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| And in the free fall
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| I will realize I’m better off when I hit the bottom
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| The tragedy seems unending
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| I’m watching everyone
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| I looked up to break and bending
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| We’re taking shortcuts and false solutions
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| Just to come out the hero
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| Well I can see behind the curtain
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| The wheels are cranking turning
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| Sorrow on the way we’re working
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| Towards a goal that’s not existent
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| It’s not existent
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| But we just keep believing
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| And the worst part is before it get any better
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| We’re headed for a cliff
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| And in the free fall
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| I will realize I’m better off when I hit the bottom
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| I want to know what it’d be like
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| To find perfection in the pride
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| To see nothing in the light
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| I turn it off
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| In all my spite
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| In all my spite
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| I’ll turn it off
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| Just turn it off
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| Again, again
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| And the worst part is before it get any better
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| We’re headed for a cliff
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| And in the free fall
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| I will realize I’m better off when I hit the bottom
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| And the worst part is before it get any better
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| We’re headed for a cliff
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| And in the free fall
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| I will realize I’m better off when I hit the bottom |