| And as I dig down
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| Deep under your skin
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| Weaken heart
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| The sight and strength of your brain
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| Like a plague
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| Your end is nigh and has prepared
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| Your scores settle now
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| Your end is nigh and has prepared
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| And there’s no cure, only time saves
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| I can’t accept your lost loveblind
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| I’m the deepest sickness crawling down
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| Deep under the skin
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| And hope is worthless, I tell you
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| Hope is worthless, that is what they say
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| That is what they say
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| Guts infected by presence of mine
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| Like a plague infects your lungs
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| Your fucking lungs
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| In family and friends it’s in disguise
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| I see it in your eyes
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| You have become sick
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| With heart made of stone, true to size
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| I can not, not accept
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| You’re lost in loveblind
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| You’re lost in love…
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| I can not, not accept
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| You’re lost in loveblind
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| You’re lost in loveblind
|
| And as I dig down
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| Deep under skin
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| Weaken heart
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| The sight and strength of your brain
|
| Looks like a plague
|
| I see it in your eyes
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| You have become sick
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| Heart once made of stone, true to size
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| And hope is worthless, I tell you
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| Hope is worthless
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| Fucking worthless
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| With heart once
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| Once made of stone
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| With heart once
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| Once made of stone
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| With heart once
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| Once made of stone
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| And true to size
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| With heart made of stone
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| With heart made of stone
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| With heart |