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76 lines
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A currency of heartache and sorrow
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The air we breathe is stale with mold
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To shadows we are slaves digging deeper everyday
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But emptiness is growing so old
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Headlamps light the tunnels we wander
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They shimmer and they dance on the walls
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We're lost inside these caves as the chances of escape
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Grow slimmer 'til there's no chance at all
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This ink it travels from the page
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Up my hand into my veins
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Choking on the stories I've told
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If there are words here left to say
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I just wanna let you know
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I'm falling on my knees right now
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I'm covered in the mess I made
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These colors used to wash right out
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But now they are a part of me
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I've been searching for a remedy
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When all along it's been in front of me
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I need you here, I need you now
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Right now
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We traffic in the blackest of markets
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Trade misery like diamonds and gold
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The angst that we exchange for applause and petty praise
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Is finally now taking its toll
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But there's a world above the ground
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A life that we can lead
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We're washing off the dirt from our clothes
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I don't wanna live without
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No I just wanna let you know
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I'm falling on my knees right now
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I'm covered in the mess I made
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These colors used to wash right out
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But now they are a part of me
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I've been searching for a remedy
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When all along it's been in front of me
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I need you here, I need you now
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Right now
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Right now
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(Black stains)
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They mark me like a letter
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(Don't fade)
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Cracking under the pressure
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(Black stains)
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Nothing stays gold
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But there's a world above the ground
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A life that we can lead
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But we're lost deep down in these holes
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And I have seen the way out
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Now I just wanna let you know
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I'm falling on my knees right now (black stains)
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I'm covered in the mess I made (don't fade)
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These colors used to wash right out (black stains)
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But now they are a part of me
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I've been searching for a remedy
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When all along it's been in front of me
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You're voice it washed the stains away
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Woah oh ohh ohhh oh oh
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(Washed the stains away)
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Woah oh ohh ohhh oh oh
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______________________
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Name The Black Market
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Artist Rise Against
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Album The Black Market
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