| I’ve sunk lower than a stone in the sea.
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| Much lower than I’ve ever seen.
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| You see, even rocks don’t have bottoms like this.
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| I wonder now if I’ll even be missed.
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| Do they know my face? |
| Do they know I exist?
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| So what’s the point? |
| There’s no fucking use.
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| My own fingers and hands become my noose.
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| Someone give me a reason to stay.
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| Fuck it, no one listens anyway.
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| Again, I’m alone.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself, dig yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself, yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself into place.
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| In these goddamn dark nights I start to realize
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| this is war.
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| I’m gonna have to fight tooth and nail
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| tooth and nail just to stay alive.
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| Look at me, I’m living proof.
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| You’re not alone. |
| we have each other and we’ll pull through.
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| This chapter’s called «you're alive.»
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| You’ve been writing it this whole time.
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| So come back to life.
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| Don’t write, don’t write your ending.
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| Don’t write, don’t write your ending.
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| So come back to life.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself, dig yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself, yourself into place.
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| Home is a coffin and your city’s a grave.
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| Don’t dig yourself into place.
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| Don’t let go.
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| There’s a reason you just don’t know.
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| There’s a reason, so don’t let go.
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| There’s a reason you just don’t know.
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| There’s a reason, so don’t let go. |