Swimming with piranhas in my gut
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Feeding on the hand that waves good night
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For I am also what I have lost
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And I have it all except mercy
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So I wait in line
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And I wait my turn in line
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You¡¯re getting away
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You¡¯re slipping away from me
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And I know that soon
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You will be out of my hands
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Be assured we will not be ashamed
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For a second there it all made sense
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Standing naked so that they can see
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All the scars inflicted
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by the blade of my dreams
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and I know that soon you will be happy again.
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in my defense I never promised you the world
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in my birth marks I¡¯ve begun to decode my fate
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I read the signs but got caught out by the hidden clues
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Another second too late
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Arcades
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| Hell Is For Heroes |
