This one's coming way out of the dark
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Life a flash of light to your ambitious thoughts
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You break your neck for nothing
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Reconstructive surgery's far off
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(When will the day come?)
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The day of flattery
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When will the time come when we've grown out of this?
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Just stop bullshitting me
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This blood-stained flag of regret sits at half mast
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And you have been boxed in
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You're about to witness something: the choice of life or death or sin
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(Remember those days?)
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The days when your dreams were the only thing you had to keep you awake?
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(When will these times change?)
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When we're not living in this close-to-comatose state?
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We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting
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For these bones to completely break
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We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting
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And though these holes have grown
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We'll wait while you keep making noise
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And as it sounds we're drowning you out
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You've locked every single door
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You can't afford to make mistakes
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What used to make you feel like more than the rest of the world is gnawing at your gates
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You're no stranger to these accidents
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And the difference between us is we will persist, persist
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We will persist, persist
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We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting
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For these bones to completely break
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We're tired of waiting, tired of wasting away
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And though these holes have grown
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We'll wait while you keep making noise
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And as it sounds we're drowning you out
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Drowning you out
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Mother Teresa Chokeslams The World
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The Flatliners |