Writing in circles and tearing out pages
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Quietly plotting our fictional lives
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Potential unmet when our hands can't seem to move
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Secrets well kept when words can't spell our truths
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I know that you have been screaming silently
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I know that you will find your peace
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Collecting the samples and counting the years
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Quietly plotting our fictional lives
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We embrace and detach, we persist and we cope
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We quiver and shiver, we flicker and we hope
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I know that you hide your pain under thick skin
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We all sing the same song to a different tune
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I keep on rephrasing this open invitation
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I reinvent myself, we reinvent ourselves
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There are demons inside of us
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(Internal combustion we will consume ourselves)
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(External compulsion we will dilute ourselves)
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This is an exorcism
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We've got to dance with disaster
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We've got to shake off all doubts
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We've got to take comfort in chaos
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We've got to sing it all out
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This is an exorcism
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Exorcism In The Key of A Minor
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| The Ghost |
