| This asset, a chameleon, a million eyes ripping in places
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| settle down to find cold places, you live your life on a broken face
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| her majesty following me to control this impurity
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| our machines that never taught you how to love or be free
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| containment, containment, isolation, a fair call
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| your weeping soul lost in futility of this rightous way to be
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| so hold yourself, so cry till death
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| and your hands ripping up everything that you ever loved
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| She can’t see the light, a vision not so bright
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| she put me in this hole, a seeping carnivore
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| she found the key to live in something i must give
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| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right
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| she cannot see a night, her future burns so bright
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| she put me in this hole, a creeping carnivore
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| she found the key to live in something i must give
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| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right
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| Freeze on a balcony of this stage covered in broken glass
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| that scrapes up all the sands of your time running low
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| why did you sell your soul?
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| why did you let me go?
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| i never understood this game so please refrain from tormenting me
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| She can’t see the light, a vision not so bright
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| she put me in this hole, a seeping carnivore
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| she found the key to live in something i must give
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| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right
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| she cannot see a night, her future burns so bright
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| she put me in this hole, a creeping carnivore
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| she found the key to live in something i must give
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| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right
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| i must be out of time, i could be out of life
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| i must out of time, i could be out of mind
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| i must be out of my mind, i cannot see this light
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| i don’t know why this is, i cannot give to live |