| Is this wrong of me? |
| I’ve come so far, so fast
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| I’m in the dark about a lot of things
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| Seems so real to me
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| I’ve consecrated
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| I wish that I could hate it
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| I saw my bloody hands come clean before my eyes
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| And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
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| And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
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| And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
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| And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
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| Visions plague my dreams, oh God, what beast did this?
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| I couldn’t have, oh Jesus, I just don’t know
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| What’s inside of me?
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| I’ve desecrated
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| My God, I love to hate it
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| My hands are bloody again, there’s no reason why
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| And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
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| And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
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| And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
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| And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
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| And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
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| And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
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| And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
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| And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
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| Within, within, within |