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Pray for me now. |
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My thoughts are getting too loud. |
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Voices shuttering. |
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Everybody's well-being is suffering. |
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Speeding up, not slowing down. |
| [00:22.47] |
Just waiting for the crash. |
| [00:25.03] |
When bad is good just get higher. |
| [00:29.68] |
Observe and lose through the wire. |
| [00:33.38] |
I wanna know your story. |
| [00:34.38] |
I'm sick of being boring. |
| [00:35.63] |
After this I'll leave. |
| [00:36.65] |
I will lose another for these balances |
| [00:38.77] |
That I need to achieve to control. |
| [00:42.04] |
I'm figuring it out. |
| [00:46.72] |
|
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I think I might be done. |
| [00:48.66] |
Negative energy. |
| [00:49.62] |
A vampire entity sucking with force. |
| [00:53.68] |
Intent to implode. |
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Your glow is lesser. |
| [00:55.77] |
My dragging it shows. |
| [00:57.39] |
I will drain myself for surfacing |
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And promising every little problem on you. |
| [01:02.51] |
|
| [01:12.90] |
Everything is a distraction here. |
| [01:14.72] |
The moral debts I know will never clear. |
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Though it's not pretty, |
| [01:18.58] |
You won't be ok without the experience |
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To know that I am no good. |
| [01:22.40] |
I fought myself before, |
| [01:23.71] |
And then I fought you, too. |
| [01:24.84] |
Use the sharp end cause I took the scissors. |
| [01:27.46] |
Whatever you have, |
| [01:28.53] |
Just make sure that it's bigger. |
| [01:30.21] |
I run with weapons and fall down the stars. |
| [01:32.42] |
I aggravate midnight-vets, |
| [01:33.48] |
On their bikes, getting weird. |
| [01:34.89] |
If I had enough sticks |
| [01:36.14] |
I'd aim for every spoke |
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Without first giving thought |
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To whether they're friend or foe. |
| [01:40.03] |
It's all obstructive self-destruction. |
| [01:42.72] |
I've run out of all other fun. |
| [01:44.64] |
Something's wrong. |
| [01:56.49] |
My vision is changing. |
| [01:57.69] |
I get scared. |
| [01:58.43] |
It keeps taking. |
| [02:00.50] |
My eyelids are shaking. |
| [02:02.45] |
I'm still afraid. |
| [02:03.76] |
It's taking me. |
| [02:05.76] |
It's anti-matter. |
| [02:07.63] |
It ruins and it shatters. |
| [02:09.98] |
Where I go is void of direction. |
| [02:13.86] |
There are no other questions. |
| [02:16.04] |
There are facts and there's pressure, |
| [02:18.67] |
Separation and fractures. |
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From the left to the right |
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To the whites of my eyes that pry |
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At the lights that come when we die consciously. |
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Bring rest to me. |
