| I don’t need a reason
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| I don’t need to explain
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| I’m told that death’s in season
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| I don’t need to be saved
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| But you, you tried so fucking hard
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| Can’t seem to cauterize your scars and stop your pride from bleeding
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| Coiling, the ouroboros rise
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| The viscious cycle of our lives eternally repeating
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| Somewhere between love and failure
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| There’s a hole in the sky
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| You and I may not live forever
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| But our words never die
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| I don’t need a reason
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| I don’t need to explain
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| I know it’s dying season
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| I don’t need to be saved
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| But you, you fought so fucking hard
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| Rationalized your butchered heart to keep the fire burning
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| Coiling, the ouroboros rise
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| The viscious cycle of our lives eternally returning
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| Somewhere between love and sorrow
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| There’s an ocean of lies
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| You and I may not see tomorrow
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| But our words never die
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| But you, you tried so fucking hard
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| Can’t seem to cauterize your scars and stop your pride from bleeding
|
| Coiling, the ouroboros rise
|
| The viscious cycle of our lives eternally repeating
|
| Somewhere between love and failure
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| There’s a crow in the sky
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| You and I may not live forever
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| But our words never die
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| We never die |