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By Themselves
to drain away the pain
is all i see in this
isn't this what it is?
No? I believe it's more
more to be thoughtful torn
What is this?
This pain that never
does drain away like
they said it would
was it all a lie?
To see me die?
Sure to see me cry?
But I am not the same
This is my name,
but I've been changed
Does this mean
I can't stay the same?
Can't stay sane?
Is that the price
for knowing more than
A god that doesn't exist
To fall from his grace
To the earth's face
Like there was ever more?
I don't think that's
what this is anymore.
No, it never was.
It's a lie
To see the fool die.
Surely, you'll not cry,
For someone who couldn't
Even stay alive
By themselves
is all i see in this
isn't this what it is?
No? I believe it's more
more to be thoughtful torn
What is this?
This pain that never
does drain away like
they said it would
was it all a lie?
To see me die?
Sure to see me cry?
But I am not the same
This is my name,
but I've been changed
Does this mean
I can't stay the same?
Can't stay sane?
Is that the price
for knowing more than
A god that doesn't exist
To fall from his grace
To the earth's face
Like there was ever more?
I don't think that's
what this is anymore.
No, it never was.
It's a lie
To see the fool die.
Surely, you'll not cry,
For someone who couldn't
Even stay alive
By themselves
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