| The secret is a contemplation
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| It’s all about the mind, it’s a mind invasion
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| And if I ever bleed, then it’s on occasion
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| Inside I feel so hollow
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| That’s why I’m sipping on the wine, need to shine and to live a dream
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| I hate to say goodbye, but I’ll die smoking nicotine
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| I’ll book another flight, then I’m high, turning in a fiend
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| This plane is my own, yeah
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| Secret is a contemplation
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| It’s all about the mind, it’s a mind invasion
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| And if I ever bleed, then it’s on occasion
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| Inside I feel so hollow
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| I’m just sick of being nice, but I gotta be liked
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| And when I see the poltergeist, then I turn on the light
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| It’s when you look me in the eyes, something doesn’t feel right
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| All the faces, they so gloomy
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| I question my existence
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| And now I question why I breathe
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| And I can seem to find one reason
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| Being liked’s only thing that I need, that I need
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| Secret is a contemplation
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| It’s all about the mind, it’s a mind invasion
|
| And if I ever bleed, then it’s on occasion
|
| Inside I feel so hollow
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| Secret is a contemplation
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| It’s all about the mind, it’s a mind invasion
|
| And if I ever bleed, then it’s on occasion
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| Inside I feel so hollow |