I've always known It is too late
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The signs burn deep in my soul
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End of the waiting comes; I'm taking my life
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I've always known it is too late
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I gladly reap what I sow
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So now I bid you all farewell
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Blade in hand I do hesitate,
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Terror can be read in my face
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I keep forgetting that there is nothing to fear
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Caged inside
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I cannot seem to end the battles
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Breaking down, I worship the insane
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I've always known it is too late
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The signs burn deep in my soul
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End of the waiting comes
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I'm taking my life
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I loathe all the things I see
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What you feel doesn't matter to me
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All these words and still there is nothing to hear
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Caged inside
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I cannot seem to end the battles
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Breaking down, I worship the insane
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[Solo: P. Nilsson]
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Churning, burning
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With frustration
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Churning I am
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Turning, drowned in sickness
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Twisting disease
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Swirling fever
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And frustration
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Vile infection
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Churning within
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Burning conflicts
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Enter death
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Caged inside
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I cannot seem to end the battles
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Breaking down, I worship the insane
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Caged inside
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This world knows its torture tactics
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Born to pain but never again, no
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Oscillation Point
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| Scar Symmetry |
