When passion's lost and all the trust is gone
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way too far, for way too long
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children crying, cast out and neglected
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only in a world so cold, only in a world
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this cold
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hold the hand of your best friend, look into
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their eyes
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then watch them drift away
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some might say, we've done the wrong things
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for way too long, for way too long
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Fever inside the storm
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so I'm turning away
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away from the name
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(calling your names)
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away from the stones
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(throw sticks and stones)
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'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
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Keep your thorns
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'cause I'm running away
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away from the games
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(fucking head games)
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away from the space
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(hate this space)
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The circumstances of a world so cold
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Burning whispers remind me of the days
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I was left alone, in a world this cold
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guilty of the same things, provoked by
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the cause
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I've left alone, in a world so cold
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fever inside the storm
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So I'm turning away
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away from the name
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(calling your names)
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away from the stones
|
(throw sticks and stones)
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'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
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Keep your thorns
|
'cause I'm running away
|
away from the games
|
(fucking head games)
|
away from the space
|
(hate this space)
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The circumstances of a world so cold
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I'm flying, I'm flying away
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away from the name
|
(calling your names)
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away from the games
|
(fucking head games)
|
the circumstances of a world so cold
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Why does everyone feel like my enemy
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don't want any part of depression or darkness, I've had enough
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sick and tired, bring the sun or I'm gone
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or I'm gone
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I'm backing out, I'm no pawn
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no mother-fucking slave to this
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never lied
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never left
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never lived
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never loved
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never lost
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never hurt
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never worry about being me, or anyone else
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not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
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anything
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Backing out, giving up, no mother-fucking
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slave to this
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never lied
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never left
|
never lived
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never loved
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never lost
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never hurt
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never worry about being me, or anyone else
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not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
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anything,
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I need to find a darkened corner
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a lightless corner,
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where it's safer and calmer
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I'm turning away
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away from the name
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(calling your names)
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away from the stones
|
(throw sticks and stones)
|
'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
|
I'm running away
|
away from the games
|
(fucking head games)
|
away from the space
|
(hate this head space)
|
the circumstances of a world so cold
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I'm flying, I'm flying away
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away from the names
|
(calling your names)
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(fucking head games)
|
The circumstances of a world so cold
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A World So Cold
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| Mudvayne |
