| Something must change, broaden your range
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| The clock endlessly ticking
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| For a new day or for a slave?
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| Feel the moments when you’re lying
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| The parasite feasting on your fear of dying
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| How the hell can you advance one inch if
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| You take pride of what slows you down
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| Lord of the manor, so free — but so stiff
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| Must be something else in charge under that crown
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| Are you there?
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| Bipolar between nothing and nowhere
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| What made you deaf all reasoning voices?
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| Unless you act, you’ll be saved by none
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| Petrified before the amount of choices
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| Not understanding that staying still is one
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| I don’t need to care
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| A chain detoxing your brain
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| There’s no one left to blame — to ignore is to betray
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| No one killing the moments when you’re lying
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| Just one vision of your crawling fear of dying
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| Not supposed to coach, you to sublime here
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| But still most of the time we are near
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| Sixes and sevens, figuring out my role
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| Is it not enough to share the same goal?
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| Are you there?
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| Bipolar between nothing and nowhere |