| You’ve always walked the lonesome road
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| Where all the hollow people go
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| Those who dwell in the shadows
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| They who are, but never show
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| You’ve felt uneasy all your life
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| Always lived through meager times
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| You say the blackness inside of you
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| Will never grant love to pass through you
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| The city was frightening
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| You cried for endless nights
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| And inside of a barren room
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| You swore to live a life
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| Without unnecessary words
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| To make the agony of living worse
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| And to hate the intruders
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| They’ll never get to you
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| Look at all the fools
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| Oath-bound and doomed to
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| Be ruled by their guilt
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| Will you pity them still
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| When your desolation
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| Devours you completely?
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| How i know that you lie to me
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| When you say you’re content
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| When you say you’re unlovable
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| I know that you lie again
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| I can prove your logic wrong
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| I’d love to explain
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| You can’t disclose the darkness
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| When your heart’s black hole
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| And so you despise me now
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| And my futile attempts
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| Left to your own devices
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| This is where it ends
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| I would have fought, yes I’d endured
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| I would have listened to every word
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| I’ll never forget your last phrase
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| «Darling, you were wrong in the first place.»
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| Look at all the fools
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| Oath-bound and doomed to
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| Be ruled by their guilt
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| Will you pity them still
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| When your desolation
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| Devours you completely?
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| Look at all the fools
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| Oath-bound and doomed to
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| Be ruled by their guilt
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| Will you pity them still
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| When your desolation
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| Devours you completely? |