all that you have
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and you really have nothing
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to show for the life that's your own
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suddenly you realize
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that this world has no meaning
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and you're left alone
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i fall down into your own despair
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i was lost, now i'm found
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now what do you want from me?
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i force my way inside your head
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come to your senses
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and this will repent us
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and judge you for all that you are
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comatose and you're oblivious
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to the confession that proved you a liar
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i fall down into your own despair
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i was lost, now i'm found
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now what do you want from me?
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i force my way inside your head
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not part of this world!
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Hurt Conveyor
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Fear Factory |