The sound
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Of my breath
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Flutters past your ear
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Tearing down fear
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Grasp your heart strings by their frayed ends
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To choke down the feeling left inside
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The sands of time
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Slide down your cheek
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In the form of
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Liquified dreams
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Each one stands for
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More than the next
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YOU-GIVE-YOUR-SELF
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TO-ALL-BUT-YOU
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TAKE-ALL-YOU-HAD
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AND-GIVE-WHAT'S-LEFT
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How could you have been so blind
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The shallow waters that you come upon
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show you how empty your life truly is
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you look into the vast nothingness to see
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something that is
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not there
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You try to discern
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Where to go from here
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You try to make sense
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Of this confusion you have inside
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And how you can get there
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[This van is on a one way trip we'll rock it straight to hell our crue is motley and our theaters filled with pain]
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Across The Creek[Across the creek]
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And into your home [your home]
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'Cause She don't want you[she don't want you]
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Any other way
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But by a force unkown
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Deep inside you
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Your veins tied in knots
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Bind your blistering hands
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To keep you in this world forsaken
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As you leave your wilting sould behind
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Capeside Rock
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From Autumn To Ashes |