I'm struggling on strange extremities
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To run after a light that keeps on dimming
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But these bones will only brittle and decay
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While the space between my body and my mind keeps caving
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In...(Oh my God)
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison (Yeah)
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And every wall inside here is on fire (Yeah)
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I've been stirred by something wretched, something weary
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But the sentiment is starting to seduce
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(Oh my God)
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison (Yeah)
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And every wall inside here is on fire (Yeah)
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But I can't say that I mind my body burning (Yeah)
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Cause this body's not a temple it's a prison (Yeah)
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Somewhere I went wrong and gave into this holy terrible mess in an attempt to do what I thought was right
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison (Yeah)
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison (Yeah)
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison
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Your body's not a temple, it's a prison
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This body's not a temple, it's a prison
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This Body
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| The Dear Hunter |
