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[ar:Timecry] |
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[ti:Physically Strained] |
| [00:34.75] |
No conversations and no signs of life |
| [00:39.00] |
A vision disguised to nothing |
| [00:43.00] |
A back-head thought that plagues my senses |
| [00:48.00] |
It's a love-hate situation where you want to feel alone |
| [00:52.00] |
So who am I to forsake these feelings |
| [00:56.00] |
But nothing ventured, nothing gained |
| [01:00.00] |
I pretend that I die when I fall asleep |
| [01:04.50] |
To much coercion and we're lack out of time |
| [01:09.00] |
I can't stand all the pain that is left of me |
| [01:13.00] |
Make me disappear from the guided line |
| [01:34.00] |
I've seen better days even when I've failed |
| [01:39.00] |
It's a collusion for the masses without solution |
| [01:42.75] |
So sick of living in a quarantine of lost conscience |
| [01:47.00] |
But what is left to do when we're physically strained |
| [01:51.00] |
I pretend that I die when I fall asleep |
| [01:55.60] |
To much coercion and we're lack out of time |
| [02:00.00] |
I can't stand all the pain that is left of me |
| [02:04.00] |
Make me disappear from the guided line |
| [02:18.50] |
We're physically strained |
| [02:44.75] |
We're physically strained |
| [02:57.00] |
We're physically strained |
| [02:59.00] |
I pretend that I die when I fall asleep |
| [03:03.30] |
To much coercion and we're lack out of time |
| [03:08.00] |
I can't stand all the pain that is left of me |
| [03:12.00] |
Make me disappear from the guided line |
