Waiting for the feeling to subside,
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Paranoid, I melt into myself.
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They say I'm to reach inside and find
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the broken part of my machinery.
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Psychoanalyze the chapters
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on the path to my darkest day.
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Searching for the answers,
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all I see is damage through the haze.
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Picking up the pieces of my life
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with no direction for re-assembly.
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The one that lays beside me
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is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays.
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Will tomorrow find me hypnotized? Crying?
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Mother Mary in control,
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domineering stranglehold
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sowing destructive seeds
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for the scavengers to feed.
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Driving the nail into my head,
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memory flows like a river.
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With the one that lays beside me
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I'm healing scars from my childhood memories.
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Tomorrow finally found me.
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I'm hypnotized. I'm trying...
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to understand the chapters
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of the path from my darkest day.
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Searching for the answers
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but there's DAMAGE!
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Damaged
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Queensryche |