| As if bugs are creeping up inside you
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| They colonise your body and take you to the ruins of your self-destruction
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| But you still can go, so let’s just go
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| No need to divide all the good from the bad and the happy from the sad
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| You’re just above the waterline, but
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| You still can go, so let’s just go
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| Now time is up for all those bad decisions
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| That you came to after thinking too much
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| About living amidst the people you hate
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| You still can go, so let’s just go
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| It’s your secret dead-end that you’re trying to bend
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| To take part in the race of the rats
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| Now you’re gasping for air and the world proves unfair
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| And it’s bearing the blame for your own mistakes
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| The signals you send as the man you pretend to be
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| In the race of the rats
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| Never hit me at all, so I’m watching your fall
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| And everyone’s stepping aside now
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| When all your life was built on misinformation
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| And you just tried to find a proper place to be
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| Then why didn’t you use your brain to think?
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| You still can go |