Let me get this one flat out straight
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Illuminate please it's not too late
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Since when did you become a god?
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You might be right, I've been tattered
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a¢æ?n torn, self destructing since I was born
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So what's that got to do with you?
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[Pre-chorus]
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Close yet far a¢æ¡° I've gone now
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Safe and sound a¢æ¡° I don't know how
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Knuckled under a¢æ¡° never giving up
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And it all goes to show exactly what?
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[Chorus]
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So much fun when you can tell me I'm dun
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Such a sweet unchaining sound
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Whisper me softly that I'm gonna die young
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Before you do take a look into the ground
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It's not my funeral
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If you rip my life apart in no time
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I'll put it back together in 2.5
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How's that for punctuality?
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Since you wanna fuck me over
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And I know you do
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Better be aware I'm gonna fuck you too
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But you should by now be schooled in that very piece of my mind's obscurity
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[Solo]
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[Pre-chorus]
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[Chorus x2]
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Not My Funeral
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Children Of Bodom |