| My visions have been lies
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| Deep fire in the sky
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| A sound that turns the mountains into sand
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| The dirt that won’t wash clean
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| The blade that splits the team
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| The holy war that breaks your shell
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| Life was built to bore you
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| If you can’t plant the seed
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| I flip the open casket on its side
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| Born to bind your seizure
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| I’m harassed in the night
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| I can’t believe my luck is so unreal
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| If you can’t heal me, let’s find a way
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| To satisfy all my needs
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| I’m blinking red, I’m one beat too short
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| Satisfied, I always want much more
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| I stitched the great divide
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| I raked the dirt of life
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| I threw it into the infinite sea
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| Help me make encounters
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| Lift me up to the light
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| A crown between each knuckle spins the wheel
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| I’m swinging on your meathook
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| I’m choking on your breath
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| I can’t believe my luck is so unreal
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| If you can’t heal me, let’s find a way
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| To satisfy all my needs
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| I’m blinking red, I’m one beat too short
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| Satisfied, I always want much more
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| I need you to show me
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| What your genius can do
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| So I can hide
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| You’re piss on my pillow
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| You’re filth in my veins
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| And I will make sure that I don’t
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| Make mistakes, mistakes, mistakes
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| My visions have been lies
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| Deep fire in the sky
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| A sound that turns the mountains into sand
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| Baked in the morning sunrise, blown over into night
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| Tripping on the grief that pulls my tongue
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| I’m blessed to be forgotten and pinned at home
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| To rot
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| I can’t believe my luck is so unreal
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| If you can’t heal me, let’s find a way
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| To satisfy all my needs
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| I’m blinking red, I’m one beat too short
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| Satisfied, I always want much more |