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Struggling within this great gap
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This omnipotent gap exists only for me
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Only I suffocate within this gap
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No more hesitation about rule I set
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They can't trust your word
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The pity you seek intensifies
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I know your face it makes me sick
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The word is out the word is out
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I am alive, I am at war
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I am dying, I am war
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BR
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Why do I wake, why do I close my eyes
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We burn in whirlwind struggle
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Solitude and misery, I shake my weapons
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My fist burns on the concrete floor
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Your cunning words, gravity is fake
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No longer uncertain about rule I set
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They can't trust your word
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The pity you seek intensifies
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I know your face - it makes me sick
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The word is out - the word is out
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I am alive, I am at war
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I am dying, I am war
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BR
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Why do I wake, why do I close my eyes
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We burn in whirlwind struggle
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Volatile *4
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Volatile *4
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An intense gale *4
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Whirlwind struggle
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