| There is a thread for every thought
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| Bound together
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| Pulling away from paved paths, pulling me apart
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| Black hole
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| And I see threads everywhere
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| Inside out
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| Inside out
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| There is a voice for every song
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| Stuck together
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| Not singing the lines, just screaming me apart
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| Bad souls
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| And I hear voices everywhere
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| Inside out
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| Inside out
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| Through every scar
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes back up
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| Ripping you apart
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| There is a thread for every thought
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| Bound together
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| And I just don’t want them here at all
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| Hell no
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| They cut me off from everything
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| Every time
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| Inside out
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| So to every voice of discontent:
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| Bring the thunder
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| To every repetition of «Hey, don’t do that again»:
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| Come on
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| Just take a look around
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| I am stronger now
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| Inside out
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| With every scar
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes ripping you apart
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| I don’t want to be here with you anymore
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| You are taking me down with you every time you fall
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| Catch me if you can you fucking cannibals
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes back up
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes ripping you apart
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| There is a thread for every thought
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| Back together
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| With chests of shattered coal we try to get along
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| Black hole
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| I see nothing everywhere
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| But I don’t want to be here with you anymore
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| You are taking me down with you every time you fall
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| Catch me if you can you and tie up every body part, then
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes ripping you apart
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| I don’t want to be here with you anymore
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| You are taking me down with you every time you fall
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| So catch me if you can you fucking cannibals
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes back up
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes back up
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| Line me up, sink me down
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| And wait until the hook comes back up
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| Ripping you apart |