| Road narrows, pouring down
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| I’m breaking without a sound
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| Bits and pieces of trying
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| Get what you pay for, nothing
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| Frozen dreaming of yesterday
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| Potent, creeping, I’m far away
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| From my hometown I lit out
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| To save my skin and shed some doubt
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| I know how false the floor
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| How high the sky
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| Been down that road before
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself
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| Hard as truth is, been my friend
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| Don’t need to be invited in
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| I’ll go 'round 'til bested
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| Pick up myself and try again
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| I know how false the floor
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| How high the sky
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| Been down that road before
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself
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| All comes in time
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| Don’t fight it, don’t mind it
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| Whatever may come
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| All comes in time
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| Don’t fight it, don’t mind it
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| Whatever may come
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| I know how false the floor
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| How high the sky
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| Been down that road before
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself
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| It’s a lie, you hide in someone else
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| Like a shining scalpel, cut yourself |