Living in the blur of "id"
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Between the ego and the guilt
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Everyone is hiding something ugly
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I cant say that they're alone in it
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Chorus:
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The black cloud chases like satellites overhead
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I don¡¯t
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I don¡¯t have the patience to watch you looking down on me
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I wont
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I don¡¯t need a reason to feel love from anyone here
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where your only love is yourself.
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Your only love is yourself.
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Crucify yourself for them
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Does it make you feel any better?
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Religion as the crutch
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all warped and delerious
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and I swear I cant take it anymore
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(Chorus)
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And you'll crash, you'll burn,
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and you'll wreck and you'll earn the right to lose your mind
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when you rush, you will rage, and you war
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just to make it right again
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(Chorus)
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New Sacred Cow
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| Kenna |