| I remember sudden distant sound
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| Guilt and leverage mark my way
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| I try to take myself a thousand steps from here
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| Somewhere something makes me stay
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| I recall a broken spirit traveling down the road
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| Never more his images have burned upon the floor, floor, floor
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| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on
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| Tear it out, death is calling me this time
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| Draw the line, a simple man hands upon his stone
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| Spin his wheel for a dime
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| He sheds a tear of two and covers up his soul
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| He did not ever speak his mind
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| Rattle on, the masters keep him like a frightened dog
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| Battle scars, the fortune of his heart will kill us all, all, all
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| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on
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| Tear it out, death is calling me this time
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| Draw the line, oh you feel like there’s nowhere at all
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| You feel you’re alone at the door
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| It’s alright you’ll see, yeah
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| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on
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| Tear it out, death is calling me this time
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| Draw the line
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| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on
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| Tear it out, death is calling me this time
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| Draw the line
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| Oh yeah, let it out, let it out |