| Vaguely reminiscent in the presence of my mind
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| Is the trap, the trap, the trap
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| And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time
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| In the trap, the trap, the trap
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule:
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| One is only one
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule
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| But somehow comes undone
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| Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find
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| For the trap, the trap, the trap
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| Catching hold of the fleeting thing we know is peace of mind
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| In the trap, the trap, the trap
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule:
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| One is only one
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule
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| But somehow comes undone
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| So, you see, reality is a prison for the mind
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| In the trap, the trap, the trap
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| So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind
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| For the trap, the trap, the trap
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule:
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| One is only one
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| Loneliness is a gentle rule
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| But somehow comes undone |