| Experience these things
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| My chest digs further in and it gets hard to breathe
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| Don’t fight it
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| Make this easy
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| Sometimes I wish I had wings
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| Fly far away from this life
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| It’s a long road, it’s a long road
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| As the water beads upon the window
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| Turn the sad song up on the radio
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| What’s left with me is a memory
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| When the flesh moves on
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| Such curiosity
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| These thoughts go on all day
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| And it takes hold of me
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| But fighting isn’t easy
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| Sometimes I wish I had wings
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| Fly far away from this life
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| It’s a long road (x2)
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| As the water beads upon the window
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| Turn the sad song up on the radio
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| Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on
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| And the clouds block out the rays
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| When the feeling hangs upon a halo
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| I can only try my best just to let it go
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| What’s left with me is a memory
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| And the things I have to say
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| Resting now, their bodies hit the ground
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| Nightmares creep over me I hear the sounds
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| (Yes they all hit the ground)
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| Children scream, their mothers bleed hung upside down
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| Scarlet ropes and sadistic minds surround me
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| I spent all of my life confined in secrecy
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| What you see is but shell of what I am on the inside
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| Clouds of blackness strike lightning
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| There’s nothing above
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| I’m falling, falling, I’m falling below
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| (There's nothing above)
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| As the water beads upon the window
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| Turn the sad song up on the radio
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| Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on
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| And the clouds block out the rays
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| When the feeling hangs upon a halo
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| I can only try my best just to let it go
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| What’s left with me is a memory
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| And the things I have to say |