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simple death feels infinite |
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compared to the end of it all |
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dark, dark world |
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dangerous religion |
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and all we have left to learn |
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empty within, empty without |
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surrounded and estranged |
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sometimes i don't know |
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if i'll find the answer |
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or if |
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i've ever asked the question |
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some nights i know i'll find the answer |
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in silence |
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i hear it cry |
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lost and alone in confusion |
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i'm screaming |
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but i can't wake up |
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we looked around |
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and all was dead |
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our rotting bodies so deeply in love |
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empty within, empty without |
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but a voice keeps on whispering: |
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blue haze |
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white light |
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a desert storm |
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midnight |
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blue haze |
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white light |
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a desert storm |
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midnight |
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the roads become rivers |
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the water starts to rise |
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let me swim |
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i'm so scared to find. |
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sometimes i don't know |
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if i'll find the answer |
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or if |
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i've ever asked the question |
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some nights i know i'll find the answer |
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in silence |
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i hear it cry |
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lost and alone in confusion |
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i'm screaming |
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but i can't wake up |
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the end of the beauty of it all |
