| We’re all so malignant, bitter and twisted
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| It’s just another blame-game while you cry for help (yeah)
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| Good grief let go
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| Defeatist
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| You let your demons hold you
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| Unforsaken
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| Like getting blood from a stone
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| You try to shake them
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| But they won’t let you go
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| And we don’t have the time to stop and look
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| At all we destroyed
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| With an idle mind in a real life
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| It’s every man for himself if we’re gonna survive
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| And when the lights go out this time
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| This time there’s gonna be a riot, woah
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| One nail, outs the other
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| One nail, outs the other
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| One nail, outs the other
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| We shed our skin as we try to recover
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| And your eyes shine the sun
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| And your skin blows the wind
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| And your eyes shine the sun
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| And your skin blows the wind
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| And your eyes
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| I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
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| Eyes
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| I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
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| With an idle mind in a real life
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| It’s every man for himself if we’re gonna survive
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| And when the lights go out this time
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| This time there’s gonna be a riot, woah
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| No heroine, no redeemer
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| Life’s anaesthetic is sleep
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| Welcome to the guilty party
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| Everything you’ve done
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| Everything you’ve done
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| You’ve undone with this
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| Shut up
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| Your eyes shine the sun
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| Your skin blows the wind
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| And your eyes shine the sun
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| And your skin blows the wind
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| And your eyes
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| I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
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| Eyes
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| I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
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| I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own |