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Awaken to the eyes of glazed humor |
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The haze in my somber eyes .. it burns .. so cold |
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The things you wish you could know |
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As he enters into the world as a ghost |
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The terror inflicted scrapes your bones |
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Let him hold you close |
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"look" where "over there" oh I see what you mean |
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Fear me |
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Step too close to see what I see |
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Construct desire |
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The fine line between disease and what I need |
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As he enters into the world as a ghost |
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The terror inflicted scrapes your bones |
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Let him hold you close |
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It's exactly what it seems |
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The horror I live |
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The evil that beats inside me |
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It's called "my disease" |
