| As we speak the stable table turns
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| As we speak I should have known we’re burned
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| And I guess I’ll never never learn
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| Which of those faces
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| Who makes it all turn
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| As we speak I’m going deeper down
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| As we speak with a terrible sound
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| A feeble holy bastard son
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| Has it only just begun?
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| (I turn away) Fading out alone
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| Was a lifetime worth it all?
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| (Fading out) Fading out alone
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| As we speak we turn to stone
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| As we speak we turn to stone
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| As we speak a young man looses his mind
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| As we speak he kills what’s next in line
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| A broken down mother asks herself why
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| Is this the end of her precious time?
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| As we speak… a conscience leaves without a trace
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| A silent departure to a silent place
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| What do we know
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| About the anger?
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| That starts to grow
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| Don’t despair
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| Time will heal your torment
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| Don’t you dare?
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| Spend your days in hell
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| So beware
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| Faith will bring you treason
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| While you stare…
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| (I turn away, turn away)
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| Was a life time worth it all?
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| (Fading out) Fading out alone
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| As we speak we turn to stone
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| (Turn away) Fading out alone
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| Was a life time worth it all?
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| (Fading out) Fading out alone
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| As we speak we turn to stone
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| (Turn away) Fading out alone
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| As a lifetime turns to stone! |