| I was spending my time in the doldrums |
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I was caught in a cauldron of hate |
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I felt persecuted and paralysed |
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I thought that everything else would just wait |
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While you are wasting your time on your enemies |
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Engulfed in a fever of spite |
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Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades |
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Like shadows into the night |
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To martyr yourself to caution |
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Is not going to help at all |
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Because there'll be no safety in numbers |
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When the Right One walks out of the door |
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Can you see your days blighted by darkness? |
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Is it true you beat your fists on the floor? |
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Stuck in a world of isolation |
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While the ivy grows over the door |
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So I open my doors to my enemies |
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And I ask could we wipe the slate clean |
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But the tell me please go fuck myself |
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You know you just can't win |
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