| I lived my life as a child
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| Deeply sewn innocent
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| I bartered for my safety since
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| I waged war with the night
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| Getting close to the dying light
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| Tempers fall and water’s out of sight
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| Is anybody out there?
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| Can you still hear me?
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| Can you touch the cracks under my skin?
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| Can you leap across the chasm I’ve created?
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| Can feel you when I sleep
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| I beg for the end
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| I beg for the end
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| I’m always running away
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| Is it still running when there’s nothing left behind me
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| I can’t seem to stay here
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| When everything is a reminder of after things were easy
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| I have this picture of you painted in my head
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| I felt the start and I believed it to be true
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| There was the lie depending on the point of view
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| Take me, endless sleep
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| I beg for the end
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| As I descend
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| Desperately trying to mend
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| One, two, three, four
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| What am I dying for?
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| Five, six, seven, eight
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| Who can I impersonate?
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| Let me in, I’ll show myself out
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| Pure inside, see what I’m all about
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| Watch me flicker, shatter, and dim
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| When I view my reflection all I see is him
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| I need a sitting breath of air
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| An island free of sin
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| When I look back at that cold stare
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| Wondering where you’ve been
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| I beg for the end
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| As I descend
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| I’m begging for the end
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| (Begging for it, begging for it)
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| Desperately trying to mend
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| I’m begging for it, begging for it
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| (Begging for it, begging for it)
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| I’m begging for the end |