Over the top
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You may belive that something's
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coming after you
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But it aint what it seems
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Over the top
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You run and think that someone's
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gonna get you now
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But there's no one there
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Facing the wall
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YOu are so scared
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you don't know what to do now
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And nothing will help you
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Facing the wall
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You scream so loud
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but you can barley hear yourself
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You bleed from your ears
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This is the time you should realize
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there is no such thing as a sane explanation
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A few good friends and a table of fun
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will get you through the night
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No sleep for a decade or two
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It dosen't seem to matter much
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This is the time you should realize
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there is no such thing as a second chance
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Are you one of those people
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that still belive the unicorn exists
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You're officially off the grind
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These are the times where you should open
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your eyes, look into yourself
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instead of looking out
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a special craving pulls you in
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and from that point you don't look back
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Gambling with and testing life
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must be the ultimate high, and there you go
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These are the times where reality slips
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and you fade away into a gloomy world
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Enough is enough
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You think you have the
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power to consume it all
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My friend you haven'y
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Enough is enough
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You throw away the times
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you think are coming back
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Your days are numbered
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Crack on the head
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You said some things
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you maybe should've left out
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But that's all too late
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Crack on the head
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You end your life with owing what
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you couldn't give
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And so goes your story
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Are you one of those people
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that still belive the unicorn exists
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Off the grind, I say have a good life
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Off The Grid
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Susperia |