You watch them, contemplating your desires
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Waiting for someone like you
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Live means shit, you'd kill anything
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Empty eyes smile, erasing innocence
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Reaching out but they disappear
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Empty eyes smiling
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Shutting out the life
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Was Lucas born to die
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A circle of madness is made
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A tool of sickened mind
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I wish I'd never had heard of this,
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Staring at his picture hurts inside
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Why'd you have to make him die
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I'd give anything to bring him back
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And put you in his place
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Sickly suppressing your will to be
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Remember Lucas
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(chorus)
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Give unto me
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While it shows
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My night has come
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All along
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This is not the way
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You will see
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My Falling
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Is not me
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You
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(chorus)
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Lucas Toole
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| Downthesun |
