Did I wait too long
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It made me somber wondering onward stronger
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On and on
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But I'm still awake
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You haven't killed me
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I am willing to persevere another day
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You can run away but you can't escape
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All these wicked games
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You're impossible like ignoring the habit of breathing
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I'm expendable to you completed then superseded
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I insist it ends
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My circumstances burned my chances
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The answers want it that way
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But I'm still awake
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I have opponents
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I've got moments to own that know my way
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But it still exists and it's still there
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You can't escape these wicked games
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Go through your pain and struggle but maintain the knowing
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Of what'll come to you showing it's all right
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There's plenty around to drown you
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Pronunciate found to all that surround you
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Give them all flight
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Running away is a stain in the mud a brain stem with a plug
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When you get there you don't know why ou came
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You end up going where you're knowing
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Is showing in different form but inside you feel the same
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There's always someone else to blame
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Wicked Games
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| Chronic Future |
