| This box is lovely that I made
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| You may open up whenever you’re lonely
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| You know, there’s nowhere left to go:
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| You magnify the evidence
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| It correlates the angles
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| I’m staring in the wrong direction
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| Well take back
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| When it’s time for relief it’s so…
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| It’s so hard reading you…
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| Flesh is Heretic
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| My body is a witch
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| I am burning it Wake up for this wish
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| And I resignate
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| I have seen my fate
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| I am sinking
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| Oh, captain I am sinking
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| Well take back
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| When it’s time for relief it’s so…
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| It’s so hard reading you…
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| For if I leave your empty smile
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| Explode into four
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| And on the last I will
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| For our eyes, one by one
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| While everybody else could be fighting out
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| For all this, for all this
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| Well everybody else could be fighting
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| For all this, hope for all this, hope for
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| Secrets and irises open the door
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| To a pride of lions and murder of crows
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| No one knows how I begin
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| But how I’ll end…
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| You’re focused in the reason why
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| I’m far beneath the answer
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| You’re acting like a separation
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| Well take back
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| When it’s time for relief it’s so…
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| It’s so hard reading you…
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| For if I leave your empty smile
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| Explode into four and on the last I will
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| For our eyes, one by one |