| Paranoia builds this foundation of life
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| Forever 'til a change of times
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| They’ve killed the devil with undying affection
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| As he spoke with peaceful phrases before his dying breath
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| An unattained peace within his self before this death
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| For a handful of misbelievers of a no man’s faith
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| When good made evil
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| Alarms triggering, in the back of your mind
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| Cracks streamline the walls of an empty skull
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| Prying into the sky
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| Behold, a circumstance untold of misconceptions
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| That lead to contradictions
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| Hi-fidelity of wrong proportions
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| That spiral into white noise
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| All obedience disruled… through a visual trap
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| Cast your stones… closet of skeletons
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| One to many broken bones
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| Hiding lies
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| A costly fear
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| Question all
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| Question its reason
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| An ecstasy you didn’t reach… now empty for you
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| This glimpse of terror
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| A sight so unsound
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| An ecstasy you didn’t reach
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| A blind mirror… no reflection… the real world
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| The furthest one has been
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| All this time is wasted
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| Standing on these actions
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| A quick jolt to reality
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| These mind terrorist invading a black sand beach
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| Extinguish a scene of this unleveled conflict
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| This lapse in time
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| Turn the page of life
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| This blame for pain
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| Been left behind
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| You acted like things never happen
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| A stab with simple little phrases
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| This action of serpent words
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| It’s now your fear they’re tasting |