| Maze psychopathic daze I create this waste
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| Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
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| ways can’t escape this place I deny your face
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| Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I’m slowly dying
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| Put me in a homemade cellar
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| Put me in a hole for shelter
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| Someone hear me please, all I see is hate
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| I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it
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| Hands on my face overbearing I can’t get out
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| Hands on my face overbearing I can’t get out
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| Lost ran at my own cost hearing laughter, scoffed
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| Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
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| Bleak all around me, weak listening, incomplete
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| I am not a dog, but I’m the one your dogging
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| I am in a buried kennel
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| I have never felt so final
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| Someone find me please, losing all reserve
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| I am f*cking gone, I think I’m f*cking dying
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| Hands on my face overbearing I can’t get out
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| Hands on my face overbearing I can’t get out
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| You all stare, but you’ll never see
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something in you I despise
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| Cut me — show me — enter — I am
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| willing and able and never any danger to myself
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| Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
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| Or was my tolerance a phase?
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| Empathy, out of my way
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| I can’t die
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| I can’t die
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| You all stare, but you’ll never see
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something inside me
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| There is something in you I
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| Despise
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| Despise
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| Despise
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| Purity
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| Purity
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| Purity
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| Purity
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| Purity
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| Purity
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| Purity |