Sometimes I wish the shadow I hide in
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Would smother me and slowly rip my breath from me, and
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Set it aflame
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Burn away all my self-consciousness and fears, fear of lies
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Then, maybe, I could fade away like the night fog
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Thick and haunting, I could hide from everything and engulf all
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Then fade away with a gentle whisper from you
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Only to lay down and bleed in my gutter alone now
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See you spit and walking away
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Looking up to see you spit and walking away from me
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Turn around (turn around), Walk away from this cloud
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That lie (that lie) is turning black, and it's looking for blood (for blood)
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Occasionally it is better to seek solace and forget
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You've sought and found your place to hide
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Then fade away with a gentle whisper from you
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Only to lay down and bleed in my gutter alone
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Looking up to see you spitting and,
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And walking away from this lie
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Drawing Blood From A Stone
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Invocation Of Nehek |