It always begins the same and then it ends again
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It's everywhere but all the silence deafens me
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But that's about to change when
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Nothing is there and still I feel it follow me
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There is no chance I fear, it seems so hopeless
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You like to see that you give and take back
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But I still bleed from the knife in my back
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The line has been drawn; who lost who won?
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When it's all over; what side were you on?
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Now you'll decide, what side, whose side were you on?
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Now you'll decide, what side, whose side were you on?
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You wanted this life
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You've gotten this life
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Nothing before and nothing again you realize
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Will let you tolerate the
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Shit to which it seems you tend to gravitate
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While taking this for granted
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Never a want and never a care for anyone
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Now is it hard to see it's all or nothing?
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You like to see that you give and take back
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But I still bleed from the knife in my back
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The line has been drawn; who lost who won?
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When it's all over; what side were you on?
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Now you'll decide, what side, whose side were you on?
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Now you'll decide, what side, whose side were you on?
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I feel it forming closer
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Whose side
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I feel it forming closer
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Never was the one to want to walk the fine line
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The way I saw it was all in due time
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But the constant harassment, believing to no end
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Is what got the best of me
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(x2)
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I feel it forming closer
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The best of me
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I feel it forming closer
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You wanted this life
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You've gotten this life
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You wanted this life
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You deserve this
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One Handed Knife Fight
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| Dry Kill Logic |
