I've felt this way before
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I fell right through the floor
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and I am certain I've become
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broken bruised and numb
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would you restate your opinion
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and hold back your investigation
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do you see the sins your making?
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Because I've made them all before
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I will now Rise from the ashes
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Don't call me pretentious
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I'm sitting here
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Making my own rules
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and if I fall from the ceiling
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You'll be down there waiting
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and my only hope
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Is falling down
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And by my own admission
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you'll find that my condition
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is worse than you've imagined
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you're better off if you know
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that every time before that I
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have tried to measure pain inside
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You can't ignore it
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right now I can't ignore it
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I will now Rise from the ashes
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Don't call me pretentious
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I'm sitting here
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Making my own rules
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and if I fall from the ceiling
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You'll be down there waiting
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to finish me
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(It's settling, It's settling, It's settling)
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Inside of me.
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(It's settling, It's settling, It's settling)
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I'll take my heart and rip my feelings out
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before they make me doubt
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and I'll fall down with flames burning alive again
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as long as you know that...
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I will now Rise from the ashes
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Don't call me pretentious
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I'm sitting here
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Making my own rules
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and if I fall from the ceiling
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You'll be down there waiting
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to finish Me
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Finish Me
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Rise From The Ashes
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| Quietdrive |
