| It doesn’t matter if we ever unlearn this —
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| It’s still looking pretty bleak
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| It’s still looking pretty dim
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| We couldn’t keep ourselves from these painful habits
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| And never asking for more
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| I can’t stop, I can’t slow down
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| Moving towards the end —
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| No faith, no trust, no hope
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| I can’t stop. |
| I can’t stop
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| Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall
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| We are the flies trapped in a moving car
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| Helpless while we’re searching for scraps
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| And we have watched you all exhaust yourselves underneath the entropy
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| A severed arm’s length apart
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| I can’t stop, I can’t slow down
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| Moving towards the end —
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| No faith, no trust, no hope
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| I can’t stop. |
| I can’t stop
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| Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall
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| Wake up, do it again
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| Wake up, do it again
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| They paved the road for us so we could break our backs
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| Our ambition tied the knot so we could clear our heads
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| I can’t stop, I can’t slow down
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| Moving towards the end —
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| No faith, no trust, no hope
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| I can’t stop. |
| I can’t stop
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| Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall |