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Too many secrets that I thought I knew, you say the things you do, sticks to me like glue. So I see demons growing inside you, trying to consume, never leaving your room.
Your building your tomb!
[Chorus:] And you've been, been thinking, that the worlds been hard on you too hard for you to even know, and you've been, been skeeming, got a plan to do away with your world!
You've been planning what to do with you life. Would you live it up? Or cut it with a knife? You owe me something...yet you say it's nothing. But when your gone, know you can't come back!
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And when you feel like the worlds on your shoulder...
And when you see you friends getting older... talk to me, cuz i'll never turn my back!
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