| Heavy hangs the air
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| Heavy lies the beating heart
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| Bloodshot, staring with a blank gaze
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| Deadbeat, carrying a dead weight
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| Dead-set on living like tomorrow was to blame
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| And through these holes you’d see the blackest soul inside of me
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| One foot stuck in the past, one planted in my grave
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| Running circles, old habits die hard
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| Each lesson learned never seemed to get too far
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| Call me reckless, call me stuck in my ways
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| I’m torn between the remedies for everything
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| Bloodshot, staring with a blank gaze
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| Deadbeat, carrying a dead weight
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| Dry mouth, taste it like a cut vein
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| Blackout, it all ends the same
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| So stay away, stay away
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| Can you tell when I lie right through my teeth?
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| No escape, no escape
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| Like a chain, in a way we are all bound to our fate
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| Don’t let it bury me, me
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| We call this therapy
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| Running circles, old habits die hard
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| Each lesson learned never seemed to get too far
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| Call me reckless, call me stuck in my ways
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| I’m torn between the remedies for everything
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| Heavy hangs the air
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| Heavy lies the beating heart
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| Burden breeds remorse
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| Black clouds hover low like a curse
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| Running circles, old habits die hard
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| Each lesson learned never seemed to get too far
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| Call me reckless, call me stuck in my ways
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| I’m torn between the remedies for everything
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| I’m torn between the remedies for everything
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| I’m torn between the remedies for everything |