| From within
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| From without
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| Trying to find
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| Some piece of mind
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| It was the way that we broke it into
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| It was really nothing new
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| Arms stretched out unable to move
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| It was the way that we broke it into
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| Gravity pulls me down
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| The weight of all that’s around
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| Gravity pulls me down
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| Need to ease the tension
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| To release the sound
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| Come on from within
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| Come from without
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| These bones twists and glistens through
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| The coiled dirt guides within
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| Slit the throat of the thrones
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| Sift through the destroyer and close the soul
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| Sun dries
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| What’s bled |