everything i thought was real
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every dream, every feeling cold
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all the ghosts i tried to run from
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all the storms rusting into me
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. . . SO TELL ME HOW TO FEEL
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NOW THAT YOU AREN'T REAL
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THERE'S NOTHING TO REVEAL
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i ran on glass, broke my bones so i could find you
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i cut myself to be around you
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and when i bled, you disappeared
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just like you knew i always feared
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i closed my eyes, and climbed on you so i could breathe
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i hung my noose around your tree
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suffered addiction to the air around you
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now my whole world exists without you
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i was a son, i was an angel falling from heaven
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i was a slave to your oppression
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the prophets never spoke of reasons
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for me or for my bitter freedom
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you spit on me, filled my dirt with seeds of black
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as i carved your name across my back
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burned out my eyes into your sun
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oh, can’t you see now what you’ve done to me?
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if i close my eyes, will this all go away?
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if i take your pill, will it all fade away?
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if i wake myself, will my darkness peel?
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i can’t sleep away because nothing is real.
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if i close my eyes, will this all go away?
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if i take your pill, will it all fade away?
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if i wake myself, will my darkness peel?
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i can’t sleep, nothing left is real.
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there's nothing left to feel
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nothing left is real
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there's nothing left to feel
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so tell me how to feel
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Seeds Of Black
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| The Accident Experiment |
