| I can’t believe what we built
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| scratch my eyes of you
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| not bringing love or hate
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| but praying for question if it’s real
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| we take the steps and make the choice
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| to live above the line
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| this world’s conspiracy is more
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| this world is pouring me of what i used to be
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| take a step to the side
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| it may show you the wright of my defier
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| you’re gonna break the side
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| afterlife is bright through our side
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| you see these lines as a lie your memories will spark to me
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| your memories will spark to me
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| your lesions had conditions
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| a never ending condition
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| that this is a test of what the bright nights had been
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| tear down to make it harder on yourself that you pick it up
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| got to see this life as a lie
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| and spit my whole reality
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| take a step to make a thing right
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| it may show you that love is not a solution
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| to hide and pray for your forgiveness
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| you’re such a slave to reality
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| reality is why you’re fading to me
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| this world is pouring me of what i used to be
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| take a step to the side it may show you the wright of my defier
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| you’re gonna break the side
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| afterlife is bright through our side you see
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| these lines as a lie your memories will spark to me
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| your memories will spark to me
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| your lesions had conditions
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| what can i show to break my suffering |