| In the heat of the moment I lose my head
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| Blind myself to what this really is
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| In the heat of the moment I back down
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| And let all my fear and hate and doubt
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| Slide in
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| I lose the fight and disconnect
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| From the void that lies between birth and death
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| The empty hanging nothingness
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| The blinding, rushing, numbing test
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| Yeah in the heat of the moment I lose my head
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| Yeah I lose my head
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| And there’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| In the heat of the moment I think of the aftermath
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| Think of the line I cross
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| In the heat of the moment I’m so far gone
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| The line is a list, the list is a wall
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| But I just can’t stop
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| Until the ease of dawn where I beg for rest
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| From the growing itch in my arm and chest
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| The overpowering lack of sense
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| That drives me over and off the edge
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| Into the heat of war, marching on
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| Robotic, mechanical
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| And overwhelming appetite
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| For absolutely anything chemical
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| And I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| Go to the devil his own way
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| And I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| Go to the devil his own way
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| And I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| Go to the devil his own way
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| And I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| Go to the devil his own way
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| But would they let me go
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| Go to the devil my own way
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| I let my brother go
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| I let my brother go
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| Go to the devil his own way
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| But would they let me go
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| Go to the devil my own way
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here
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| There’s no coming back from here |