| You’ve got the pleasure
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| To live inside my words
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| But I’ve got desire
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| To bury all the words I’ve heard
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| A chain reaction
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| Brought you on my land
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| When you spoke of action
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| Words becoming weapons
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| Pushed into my hands
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| And though I tried
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| When you burned me with the sun
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| But I’ll never take it back again
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| Poison that I’ve overcome
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| Won’t get out here alive
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| Trapped inside till you die
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| You belong to me, shall never set you free
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| Eternally, but don’t believe
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| And though i tried I’m better off alone
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| You’ll never make it back again
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| Voices are guiding me home |