| Where is it all? |
| Where am I?
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| Only present to bleed, only present to die
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| Only scratching the joy, yet filled with desire
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| I will be turning my head off
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| I’ve made ways to forgive, I’ve made ways to forget
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| Ceasing the hours, made a friend I can reach
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| Can you hear how it’s calling?
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| I’ll make sure it’s not falling
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| How long will I
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| Turn myself around this time
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| Can I revive?
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| And then it came
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| Blood rushing straight through the eyes of pain
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| Moving up, getting sane
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| It feels the same
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| But times takes a toll on this buried flame
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| Lift me up, say my name
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| I was longing longing to feel it, crying for sleep
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| Finding the essence, burned by the heat
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| Given the answer, given the cause
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| Suddenly seeing, it was lost when I called
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| I’m crashing down — nothing to keep
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| Without a sound — I wed the weak
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| When it turns out the enemy’s loose
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| At the back of my mind it is twisting the truth
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| How long will I
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| Turn myself around this time
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| Can I revive?
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| And then it came
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| Blood rushing straight through the eyes of pain
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| Moving up, getting sane
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| It feels the same
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| But times takes a toll on this buried flame
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| Lift me up, say my name
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| The feeling surrounds me, bigger than pain
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| Awaken by loss, engaged to maintain
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| It might switch for all I know
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| I’ll let it drown in the afterglow
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| And then it came
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| Blood rushing straight through the eyes of pain
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| Moving up, getting sane
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| It feels the same
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| But times takes a toll on this buried flame
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| Lift me up, say my name |