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I play dead again, it just might stop before the end if |
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I pretendYou may not see the pain |
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I'm in so close to me |
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Can't tell what |
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I'm supposed to be, don't stop to breathe |
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Can't bear to think what you might see this tourniquet |
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These blessed hands around my head, so |
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I can keep from |
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Bleeding, |
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I've got to find a way to stop before it starts |
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Finding it's way through my veins right to my heart |
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I never thought it something everyone could see |
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And it kills within me |
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Bleeding, |
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I've got to find a way to stop before it starts |
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Finding it's way through my veins right to my heart |
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I never thought it something everyone could see |
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And it kills within me |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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It's in my head, |
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I can't forget what you once said |
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The words |
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I read, the fractured soul that |
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I can't mend |
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Right here with me, killing the void |
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I used to be |
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Remembering through fading sparks of memory |
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Two broken hands lift seven wounds and fight to stand |
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To keep the lungs from |
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Caving, I've got to find a way to stop before it starts |
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Finding it's way through my veins right to my heart |
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I never thought it something everyone could see |
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And it kills within me |
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Caving, I've got to find a way to stop before it starts |
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Finding it's way through my veins right to my heart |
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I never thought it something everyone could see |
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And it kills within me |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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Turning it's moving escaping right through me |
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I care not |
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I bleed not for you |
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I believe not |
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I play dead, |
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I play dead |
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I play dead, |
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I play dead |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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I won't, I won't leave without a trace |
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I won't be erased |
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I won'tI won't |
