Tell me what you feel inside
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Maybe there's a way that
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You can hide
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From the world that you made
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In your state of inner rage
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Isn't hard to see right through
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Penetrates your crystal shame
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Look at what's become of you
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In this prison that you made
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I want to fly away
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Take me to the edge of light
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This place is not the same
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I'm drifting in my mind
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Floating in a field of white
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My soul has taken flight
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Somewhere buried deep within
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Well beneath your surface skin
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Is this thing a hold of you
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And there's not much I can do
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As you start with your descent
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What's become of what it meant?
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To consider what's at stake
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When all you ever do is break
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I want to fly away
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Take me to the edge of light
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This place is not the same
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I'm drifting in my mind
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Floating in a field of white
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My soul has taken flight
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A Sea Of White
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