It¡¯s been a long night, waiting to sleep the day away
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and it's been a long time coming along with me every step of the way
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the confinement binds you
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and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
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I've fooled myself into believing
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that nothing ails me, nothing kills me
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the confinement binds you
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and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I¡¯ve
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fooled myself into believing
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that nothing ails me, nothing can kill me
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the stagnant time
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is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
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and resolutions take their time that's if they even come at all
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always seeking redemption
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through the echoes I¡¯ve listened and still came up missing
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always seeking redemption
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through the echoes I¡¯ve listened and still seeped through the cracks
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the stagnant time
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is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
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and resolutions take their time that's if they even come at all
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the confinement binds you
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and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
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I¡¯ve fooled myself into believing
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that nothing ails me, nothing kills me
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the confinement binds you
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and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I¡¯ve
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fooled myself into believing
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that nothing ails, me nothing can kill me
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These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
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These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
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These wounds will heal
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These wounds will heal
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These wounds will heal
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Convalescence
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Darkest Hour |