| You wake up and drop your head
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| You think you’re already dead
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| You might as well be dead
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| The grass grows green on the outside
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| You say nothing ever goes right
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| Well, nothing seems to go right
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| You choose to lose
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| Satan sits on your soul
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| You dig yourself a deeper hole
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| You keep on digging that hole
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| But five minutes with you
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| I can see a different view
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| Reflections in your eyes
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| The fire still burns bright
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| Through and through and then you
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| You wake up and run from the zoo
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| You find yourself a different you
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| You find yourself brand new
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| So choose to choose
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| And five minutes with you
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| I can see a different view
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| Reflected in your eyes
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| The fire burning bright
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| Through and through and then you |