| Screaming alone I want to be at home
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| No ears to fall upon
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| My heart screams for more
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| But nothing can break through it’s walls
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| Invisible, miserable
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| All in all fucking pitiful
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| A needle in a haystack
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| When did I become so cynical
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| Back again my old friend
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| I can’t say it’s nice to see your face I’m afraid
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| I should have known you were coming
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| When my chest went cold and all my thoughts were numbing
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| Waking up but never wanting to be awake
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| Breaking down and all I can think is how much I need a break
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| From this life, from this god-damn burden
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| That is haunting me
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| Well I remember a time when I used to feel alive
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| The skies were bright and I didn’t have to hide
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| The birds they were singing my life it was gleaming
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| A feeling of something-ness today feels so fleeting
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| Well John and Jane Doe they’ve abandoned their throne
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| Throw down the gauntlet
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| And I’m cursed with the unknown
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| My body’s growing weary and my eyes are closing shut
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| I just can’t seem stop these feelings
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| I feel betrayed by my very own mind I’m not seeking forgiveness |
| I know I don’t deserve it
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| I’m not seeking forgiveness I know I don’t deserve it
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| But I’m searching for meaning
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| For a feeling of purpose
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| Something to save my soul
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| From this hangman’s noose
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| I’m not seeking forgiveness
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| I know I don’t deserve it
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| I’ll be forever in sorrow
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| For what I’ve done to me
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| For what I’ve done to me
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| For what I’ve done to me |