| Lie down, curl up in a ball
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| You’ll never even need to crawl
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| Strive for shit, slave to it
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| You’re working for the means to an end
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| Build walls and watch bridges fall
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| So hungry for the new next best
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| Strive for shit, slave to it
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| You’re working for the means to an end
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| Does your heart have a beat?
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| Does it just sit in your chest?
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| Crowding your soul, taking space
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| While you wait for a place to decay
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| There is more to this life
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| Than the flesh and the pain
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| Who keeps carving their mark on your fate?
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| While you wait for a place to decay
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| To decay
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| Wide open skies (Wide open skies)
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| A billion dreams or dead stars in the night
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| Exploding cannonballs
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| Breaking down the walls between you and life
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| It’s time to open up your eyes
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| To cut all strings and die
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| To draw the fucking line
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| Between the living and alive
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| Does your heart have a beat?
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| Does it just sit in your chest?
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| Crowding your soul, taking space
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| While you wait for a place to decay
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| There is more to this life
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| Than the flesh and the pain
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| Who keeps carving their mark on your fate?
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| While you wait for a place to decay
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| Your greed
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| Our greed
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| Consumes
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| Everything
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| Does your heart have a beat?
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| Does it sit in your chest?
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| Crowding your soul, taking space
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| While you wait for a place to decay
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| There is more to this life
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| Than the flesh and the pain
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| Who keeps carving their mark on your fate?
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| While you wait for a place to decay |