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it is to see a traitor go free
it is to feel a filter in me
it is to leave the lights that I saw
it is to ask: is it easy to go
in this dead hour
here with you
seconds are worthless
in this dead hour
when all is blank
minutes are worthless
how long will it take until
there will be room enough for hope
it is so sad to see
dispossession
it has become my obsession
it is to have a knife in my back
it is to say my soul got a crack
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the walls are painted
different every second
my eyes are of chrome
it is television
can't let go of my leg
it's itching and bleeding
layer by layer
I'm peeling away
burn down my house
and make something happen
stab me in the heart
and make something stop
'cause I am so distracted
I am slightly shocked
by how things can keep going
like a dead man's clock
a mirror is hanging
kinda loose on my wall
I'm passing it sideways
I'm saying hello
my brother is halfways
through a book I've left him
called me today
to see what I'd say
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we had you down on your knees
we were kicking you in the head
we tried to hang you from the trees
we didn't stop until you were dead
we must bury you
we must bury you
we must bury you so deep
that noone should find you
forgive me for covering my eyes
forgive me for not saving you
forgive me for being so unwise
forgive me for letting this
be true
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Why have you put so many things into my eyes
(that I can't see clear)
Who's paid you for telling me what I'm worth
(and run in fear)
It has been for me a strain to see already
(what have you done)
The rising noise
The sharpened smells
The deadened sight
What is it in my eyes
A piece of broken glass
Is this the time I should be on my knees for you
Is this your way of telling
Another has been found
Now I know it's teargas in my eyes
What is it in my eyes
A piece of broken glass
Is this the time I should be on my knees for you
Is this your way of telling
Another has been found
Now I know it's teargas in my eyes
What is it in my eyes
A piece of broken glass
Is this the time I should be on my knees for you
Is this your way of telling
Another has been found
Now I know it's teargas in my eyes...
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I can't say that I am free
as long as they return
if I had a way out of here
would I then return?
they seldom will speak, no
they only breathe, slow
do they know that I'm afraid, so afraid
they depend on my worries, so I know
and I'm awake, I'm right in the circle now
I am with them
there is no way I am going to be free
because their hearts, they are similar to mine
there is no way they are going to release me
from this chain of rows unto our own hearts
I can't say that I resist my promises
I can't say that I regret,
behaving like my enemies
I seldom will speak, no
I only breathe, ghost
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who could call my name without regretting
who could see beyond this my darkness
and for once save their own prayers
who could mirror down just a little
of their sun
how could this go so very wrong
that I must depend on darkness
would anyone follow me further down
how could this go so very far
that I need someone to say
what is wrong
not with the world but me
who could call my name without regretting
who could promise to never destroy me
tonight my head is full of wishes
and everything I drink is full of her
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all the white lights falling
the blue lights are falling
night is warm
came down with a promise
I have my best shirt on
I lower myself now
it is a way to forgot
of last year's failure
WILL THE STREETLIGHTS REFLECT ME WELL ENOUGH
AM I TRANSPARENT WHEN I AM CLEAN
WILL THE DARKNESS AROUND ME BE SO STRONG
THAT THERE IS NO WAY I CAN BE SEEN
boys will we become
heroes of this night
or am I just happy
whenever not sober
I cleaned myself well
clean today
and when I pause for a breath
I see millions like me
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my prospects have become less promising
i find it hard to believe in anything
seems I lost my world and so I lost my faith
and I can't go back to where I've been
a brand new day
it can't get worse
hear myself say
it can't get worse
I have no lies or truth in what I say
there is no meaning
the words are numb and I am so afraid
there is no meaning
this is another chance or so I'm told
by these who can push themselves at any cost
they bless me with their fingers crossed
my youth is stolen, transformed and sold
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she's got black hair
and she has got a black dress
she's pretending
that her life is a mess
but I cannot rest
with so many worries
I can't lie down
and say I am done
I live 'cause I need more light
I hope I can change today
she would never think of changing
too much fucking emo, it's false (I know)
she stops me in the street
and asks me to follow
I would if I could
if I wouldn't mind breaking her.
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o my sweet nurse
pull the curtain aside for a while
so that I can for once have
the sun in my eye
you smile and say
it's a fine day
o my sweet nurse
pull the curtain aside for a while
then like a ghost at night
you come around all dressed in white
talking to me
and so I have to drink
the water with your poison spilled
for no more will
o my sweet nurse
seems you have so little time
that you rather put
me to sleep than sit by my side
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I have been destroyed
by the perfection that is life
see I'm moving soon
see my feet are already on the road
and if you know where I'm going
don't tell a soul
I live all for this thing
that I heard someone sing
when you have noone
noone can hurt you
IT WAS SO EASY TO SEE
HOW FUCKING GOOD IT ALL COULD BE
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