| Why can’t I see, why can’t I hear?
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| (This wooden box you built of slander won’t keep me inside)
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| You look away, you ridicule
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| (How dare you say you know me, you don’t even know yourself)
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| Why can’t you cope, why can’t you heal?
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| (Do you even try to take the time to lick your wounds)
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| I dim the light, I hide my fear
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| (I'm trapped inside your design, give me time and you’ll be mine)
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| Your keys, my cage
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| Lower me down to
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| My grave!
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| Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
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| You think you’re heaven but you’re ground zero
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| Just below your halo
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| Is there even a sign of sorrow?
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| Why can’t I live, why can’t I breathe?
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| (Bordered in rope and twine I’m framed now show me where to hang)
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| I pull the plug, I disappear
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| (Strung up strung out, I’ve got another rusted nail for you to drive in)
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| Your keys, my cage
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| Lower me down to my grave!
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| I just don’t wanna lay here sinking
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| I’m underground but my arms are reaching
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| Your nail, my coffin
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| You call me dead but it’s you who’s rotten
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| Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
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| You think you’re heaven but you’re ground zero
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| Just below your halo
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| Is there even a sign of sorrow?
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| If you could open up your eyes
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| Buried beneath if you could only reach me
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| If you could see through my disguise
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| You only seem to be scratching at the surface
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| I just don’t wanna lay here sinking
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| I’m underground but my arms are reaching
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| Your nail, my coffin
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| You call me dead but it’s you who’s rotten
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| Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
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| You think you’re heaven but you’re ground zero
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| Just below your halo
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| Is there even a sign of sorrow?
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| If you could open up your eyes
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| Buried beneath if you could only reach me
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| If you could see through my disguise
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| You only seem to be scratching at the surface
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| You only seem to be scratching at the surface
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| You only seem to be scratching at the surface |