| With glass bones and a shattered spine
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| I Journey to the valley of the dead
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| Gravity guides me to this spot
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| There is no path that can lead me home
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| The grounds going to swallow me whole
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| Hoping I’m everlasting
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| I need to tell you one last time
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| Listen to the cry of a world that’s neglected me endlessly
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| Oh. |
| Cowardly, the way we want things to be given for free
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| We lack perfection
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| This play requires one more fucking hour
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| The characters are immature
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| Fake, immoral, no instinct to fight for their lives
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| Yes the earth wants to tear me apart
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| Hoping I’m everlasting
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| I need to tell you one last time
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| These days no I can never be the one to ever come home
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| So far away that road is far behind me I won’t ever come home
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| That road is far behind me I won’t ever come home
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| That life is far behind me I won’t ever come home
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| Just keep on thinking that I’m the last thing that will be impeding on
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| everything
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| The illusion of eternity impairing your judgement, you’re reasoning
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| This was the last time that I will waste time hearing your stories of misery |
| Alone is this world I stand apart
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| Pariah I’m born, but with solid heart
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| When faced with the end
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| This is the last time that I will waste time being someone that I’m clearly not |