| Through the coolest haze
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| of this dreamlike maze
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| it has begun
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| and all I wanted you near
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| With these wounds I bled
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| a perfect tone of red
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| in isolation
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| through the swollen eyes
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| Of the dying, and my waking dreams
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| we’re all dying to become what we swore we never would
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| Now I watch and mourn in bloom
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| You take the way you know
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| I’ll take the road unknown
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| and meet you there
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| at the end of time
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| We are frequency
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| we are tragedy
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| we are the love
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| we need to keep us here
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| We are the dying, we are the hungry ones
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| we are the waiting forever faithful
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| when I see you on the other side
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| I will not be the same
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| as I was when I was yours
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| How I wanted you near
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| We are the dying, we are the lonely ones
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| we are the heartache forever waiting
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| when I see you on the other side
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| I will not be the same
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| as I was when I was yours
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| We’ve got the anger, fear and isolation,
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| exiled to this place.
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| We’ve got the pain, separates the tragic years
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| I’ve gone through all this waste
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| and when we finally separate ourselves,
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| the world we choose to leave behind
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| I will not be the same
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| as I was when I was yours. |