| Drowning in my emptiness
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| Love is no subject if my hate isn’t there
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| Strangled by the curse of loneliness
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| pleasure’s no subject if pain is not there
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| I’ll take your hand and I will help you fight
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| your bedevilled mind come to my peaceful island…
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| cry… into deep suffocation…
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| I want to breathe but my throat has disappeared
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| I claim to be sane that this is just another dream
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| but the beast inside my head keeps sending pictures of you dead…
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| We’re on the train of no return no absconding
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| don’t turn your head don’t look around
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| We have to reach the other side
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| no compunction because of all the thing’s I’ve done
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| don’t you try to fool me you think that I’m mad
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| but I’m not all your stupid stories
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| I’ll never trust you what you got
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| Catch me kill me help me free me fear me avoid me Please don’t listen to my oath
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| all these familiar faces it’s like
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| I’ve been here before
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| Eyes glance at me before they turn around
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| at first they seemed so nice
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| smiling at me but I know better now
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| I’ll never get away alive
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| We’re on the train of no return
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| no absconding
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| don’t turn your head
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| don’t look aroun
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| we have to reach the other side
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| no compunction because of all the thing’s I’ve done
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| don’t you try to fool me you think that I’m mad but I’m not all your stupid storis
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| I’ll never trust you what you got
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| catch me kill me help me free me fear me avoid me please don’t listen to my oath
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| all these familiar faces it’s like
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| I’ve been here before
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| eyes glance at me before they turn around
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| at first they seemed so nice
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| smiling at me but I know better now
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| I’ll never get away alive
|
| We’re on the train of no return
|
| no absconding don’t turn your head
|
| don’t look around
|
| we have to reach the other side
|
| no compunction because of all the thing’s I’ve done
|
| don’t you try to fool me you think that I’m mad but I’m not all your stupid stories
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| I’ll never trust you what yougot
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| catch me kill me help mefree me fear me avoid me please don’t listen to my oath
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| Drowning in my emptiness
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| love is no subject
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| if my hate is not there
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| strangled by the curse of loneliness
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| pleasure’s no subject if pain is not there
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| I’ll take your hand and I will help you fight
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| your bedevilled mind come to my peaceful island… |