| I’ve been pushed back by the enemy in me
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| Tell me which way I should turn
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| For I yearn this eternal grief
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| Stab me in the heart
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| Keep a record of sin
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| My body lies in a velvet shroud
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| For I’m allowed to feel again
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| Forward motion through a collapse
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| Am I living in another life?
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| Cycle out an endless walk
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| I stand beneath one illusory afterthought
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| Am I going crazy?
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| I can’t remember what I’ve finished
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| I stand beneath one spiritual death sentence
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| Rebirth is the indifference of life’s sickness
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| Put it into the world and let it eat you alive
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Beneath one
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Beneath one but above self
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| Above self
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| I can’t help but see the guilt inside
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| Hold me up to the wired shut red sky
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| I can’t help but see the guilt inside
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| Blackout what you know of everything
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| If you afford the flame, accept the burn
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| Am I living in another life?
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| Cycle out an endless walk
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| I stand beneath one illusory afterthought |