Rape me of my innocence
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Admist these cold and rainy days
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There's so much hate beneath this sky
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My inspirations all washed away
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So tie me down and cut me up
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And pour my blood upon the earth
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No helpful hands to hold me up
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And I could give a fuck for all that it's worth
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Breath in, breath out, but take a closer look
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Because your life is laced and now you're hooked
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The hunter's become the hunted, when it rains, it pours
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And instictive push- you better lock your doors
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Take a look around-tell me what you see
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It's upside down, skewed permanently
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Take a look around- tell me what you find
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Just an empty search through a foreign kind
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I'm sickend by this odious scent
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Gently drifting on the breeze
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So much at risk, so much at stake
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And now we all fall to our knees
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So cut me down, and turn me loose
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And spill my thoughts upon the page
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A hopeless attempt to redefine
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Between our skyline and the seventh stage
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(chorus)
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Tell me what you see?
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Tell me what you find?
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Tell me what you feel?
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Take a look around-line 'em up
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It's permanent
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So you better check ya source
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You better lock your doors
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And take a closer look
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Because the choice is yours
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So get on or get off, give up or give in
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Get on or get off, take a closer look
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Permanent (Take A Look Around)
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| Reveille |
