| The thing inside you on your blackest day
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| That voice inside you that never goes away
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| The haunting feeling that I have to play
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| A game of fear soiled in this pain
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| These words in my mouth, this blood on my tongue
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| This is what its like, to come undone
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| We are nothing, we are nothing
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| Crushed by the curse, bleeding in rain
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| Destroyed by a look, torn by the pain
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| The illusion of love, crying again
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| But that’s how it hurts when it’s in your veins
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| The thing inside you on your blackest day
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| That voice inside you that makes you say
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| I’ve given up hope and I’m lost again
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| It eats at my heart to the bitter bitter end
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| Oh no, we are nothing, we are nothing
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| Crushed by the curse, bleeding in rain
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| Destroyed by a look, torn by the pain
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| The illusion of love, crying again
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| But that’s how it hurts, when you go insane
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| Crushed by the curse, torn by the pain
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| Destroyed by a look, crying again |