| One thought that changes it all
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| The decisions that fail, judgement unread
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| Progress unseen, muted caution
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| Risks are taken by the hands that bind
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| That spin the wheels right before your eyes
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| I feel the echoes
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| From a distant past
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| There is no progress
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| A redundant circle
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| It’ll never leave you alone
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| One way to go, nowhere to turn
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| It’s so deceiving, pulls you in
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| Into the space within
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| We are the echoes
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| From an irrelevant life
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| There is no progress
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| A redundant abomination
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| It’ll never leave you alone
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| One way to go, nowhere to turn
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| It’s so deceiving, pulls you in
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| Into the space within
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| Granted false peace, mock reassurance
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| Treacherous silence speaks clearly
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| Marvel — pour out empty
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| Until you’re sick
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| Then you made it yours
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| Until you’re sick
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| One thought destroys it all
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| No decisions are made, judgement unread
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| Progress unseen, elevated awareness
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| Risks are taken by the hands that bind
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| As they stab you in the back
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| Only the past decides
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| What’s next to come — what’s long-gone
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| Welcome to the place of your last regrets
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| Too late for amends
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| It’ll never leave you alone
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| One way to go, nowhere to turn
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| It’s so deceiving, pulls you in
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| Into the space within
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| Hanging on the edge of what is real
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| One way to go, nowhere to turn
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| It’s so deceiving, pulls you in
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| Into the space within
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| We are only echoes
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| We are just echoes |