| This isn’t getting anywhere
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| I got caught up, lost in a state of mind only the night could provide
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| Is it really worth it?
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| Is it really that much
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| For me to take all the arrogance that lies deep in my gut?
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| And it’s the same song, different timing and melody
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| I feeling burning on my tongue too fucking frequently
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| And it’s all irrelevant
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| And it’s all about keeping things forward and forward and forward
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| Until we’re bored of it
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| In these days we wait in turn
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| I’ve seen the way you let it burn
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| It takes all you can fear
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| And breaks if you come near
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| So let this be the start of something
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| Each to an empire we can call our own
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| Where no gods have known, no gods have known
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| Where no gods have known, no gods have known
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| But it’s the same song, different timing and melody
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| I find pouring out of my mouth recently
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| And it’s all I’d like to prevent
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| And it’s all at the back of my head
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| But we say new blood pumping from hearts of stone, glass, and coal
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| In these days we wait in turn
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| I’ve seen the way you let it burn
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| It takes all you can fear
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| And breaks if you come near
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| This isn’t getting anywhere
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| I got caught up, lost in a state of mind only the night could provide |