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50 lines
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Go!
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The Truth of my heart
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is like a repressed tale
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A censored and silenced story
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Repression or restraint
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It is a delicate balance
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Between bleeding out what
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will make me drown
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And closing in what I cannot afford to spill
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Either way, I must cauterize, cauterize the open wound
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I'm caught between the feeling
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Of being pulled apart
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or stuffed into a cell
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or stuffed into a cell
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And if these are the only options
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This will be always be hell
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Never ending
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Though I still may be breathing
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There is no quality of life
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So I choose to risk it all for you
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For you to be by my side
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I'm caught between the feeling
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Of being pulled apart
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or stuffed into a cell
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or stuffed into a cell
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A crowd is easy to deceive
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But now I am a patient on the table
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I'll give you the knife
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Cut away as you see fit
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Just promise me the patience
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To wait for me to heal
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I'm caught between the feeling
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Of being pulled apart
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Or stuffed into a cell
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Or stuffed into a cell
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Or stuffed into a cell
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Name Cauterize
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Artist As I Lay Dying
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Album Awakened
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