| [Verse]
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| I offer my life
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| Cursed in this shrine
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| Broken roots entwined
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| And I feel my insides breaking down
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| Bury it in time
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| [Pre-Chorus]
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| I want to be part of light
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| Detritus, open up my mind
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| If that's what you like
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| Your lesions will blur the line
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| [Chorus]
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| I, I had a dream of schism, force the rule of nines
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| Living in premonition, flowing from
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| The same place I learned to give in
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| It's such a strange place so full of opposing forces
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| I, I had a dream of schism, force the rule of nines
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| [Post-Chorus]
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| In time I learned the rules of a sadist
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| Entwined till there's nothing left to strain
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| No body full of pain to take from
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| [Bridge]
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| They said it's a cruel world
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| I learned the rules of a sadist
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| So I lay myself down in the shape of a body
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| I live in the figurative
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| [Pre-Chorus]
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| I want to be part of light
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| Detritus, open up my mind
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| If that's what you like
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| Your lesions will blur the line
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| [Chorus]
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| I, I had a dream of schism, force the rule of nines
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| Living in premonition, flowing from
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| The same place I learned to give in
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| It's such a strange place so full of opposing forces
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| I, I had a dream of schism, force the rule of nines
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| [Outro]
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| My shrine
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| Premonition die
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| I learn to give |