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Suppression makes a weight
That strips the light of everything
Too scared to walk away
Down in your heart
The image of a life
You're dying just to be there
Just crying on your knees
Be weary of the things you want (The thorn in your paw)
You can't predict what's coming (You crave)
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have (There's always a way)
Slice up and not across when (To change)
You're trying to make the deepest cut
Illusion makes a gape
That kills the flow of everything
Too dumb to walk away
Down in your mind
You never even tried
You're dying just to be there
Just crying on your knees
You couldn't say her name in a single way
You never found the time
She didn't make a sound when she hit the ground
In the image of her life
Be weary of the things you want (The thorn in your paw)
You can't predict what's coming (You crave)
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have (There's always a way)
Slice up and not across when (To change)
You're trying to make the deepest cut
Be careful of what you desire (The thorn in your paw)
You can't predict what's coming (You crave)
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never give the things you want (There's always a way)
Slice up and not across when (To change)
You're trying to make the deepest cut
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