| You made it out alive, you made it out with breath
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| Your farther than most, these pieces that you left
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| If this is really what you want, God damn, it’s what you need
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| I will help you to expel the deepest, blackened seed
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| Your arms are black and blue but it’s nothing new
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| The old familiar home of the needle shine
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| Your contorted spine, the only relief you’ve known
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| Think, think about the stains that you have left
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| Shadows that will always haunt all of your life
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| I can see that demon on your arm
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| I can feel the hole in your heart
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| You don’t need it to help you forget
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| Where have you been?
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| Lost somewhere between the clouds and sky
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| Your jaw is aching, because the rock in your teeth is rotting
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| Don’t let it in, don’t let it grow
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| The faster you move the more it will choke
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| Don’t let it in, don’t let it in now
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| The faster you move the more it will choke
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| This is the coldest of charms
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| And you’re still speaking in tongues
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| I can’t hear you, they can’t hear you
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| Wake up, please stop
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| Think, think about the stains that you have left
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| Shadows that will always haunt all of your life. | 
| I can see the demon on your
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| arm, I can feel the hole in your heart
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| You don’t need it to help forget
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| Stop thinking ‘bout the stains that you have left
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| Shadows they won’t always haunt
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| Don’t need it to help you forget |