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34 lines
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For whom the bell tolls.
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There's a hurricane raging inside me. The second wave is right there behind me.
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Don't leave me alone, as this fire burns whole. Before there's nothing left to atone.
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Breathe new life into me. Send waves to crash right through me.
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I wear the perfect disguise, right behind my eyes.
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Its got me coming undone.
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My facade made of stone. I'm deep beneath now, I need to let go.
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This life has taken it's toll. I can't be myself pleasing everyone else. No!
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First one up in line when there is hell to pay. Filthy hands that never wash away.
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This is one time I won't being subjective.
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I need to see things from a brand new perspective.
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Because I'm coming undone.
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My facade made of stone. I'm deep beneath, now I need to let go.
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This life has taken it's toll. I can't be myself pleasing everyone else. No!
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I'd like to think I'd never cave in. A vicious battle I may never win.
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And I'd like to think I'll come out stronger. Life's swinging hard but I'm swinging harder.
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For whom the bell tolls.
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"I have an inheritance from my father, it's the moon and the sun.
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And although that I roam all over the world, the spending's never done."
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My facade made of stone. I'm deep beneath, now I need to let go.
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This life has taken it's toll. I can't be myself pleasing everyone else. No!
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___________
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Name Mercy
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Artist The Ghost Inside
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Album Dear Youth
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