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We can laugh it off after we have our talks and conversations
Maybe I'm just impatient with all this waiting
I hate that I'm afraid of what could happen off of the stage 
Yet I know it's not a play and you have no desire to change
At least, you say that
I can see exactly who's wanting to take back 
Your insane passion to make action from a shamed past so
They laugh when you stay fashioned in fate's grasp
This five hundred forty eight gap 
Is tearing at my inhibition
It feels like the way to fix this is I may have to 

(Die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)

I didn't mean that. I'm sorry
I just...shit. See, I can't be with you often
I feel I need to be cautious
When we meet, I'll lay off this 
And be back to acting happy while I'm beating my mom's kid
Emotions eating the carcass 
Of me and people I've lost 
As if I'm even a loss
That bandwidth frequency calls me
This can't be free. What's the cost?
I've hit 18 and the laws 
That give me meaning on this rock 
Have started creeping upon me
I'm no longer in a spot to be wanting your constant company
I have to stop longing for love and parting with the adult in me
It's all too common for adultery to strut the scene like a destructive queen
Your promises are comforting, but what's missing? 
It's just in me
These thoughts are unconfirmed, but unreleased
It's not only this that has got me on my knees
I don't know what I fucking mean
Everything that I'd once achieved
Means nothing now or fucking leaves
I've never been one to please for all to see
Just leave me be so I can

(Die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)
Brick by brick I built each wall 
Within this place. Now I'll rip it all 
To shreds and stay within the box 
That's left. Nobody can pick this lock
Brick by brick I built each wall 
Within this place. Now I'll rip it all 
To shreds and stay within the box 
That's left. Nobody can pick this lock

(And here we are. Well, I've put something here
There are people here, but I'm running out of space here
My mind is so enveloped in what I've put in it
What I've attempted to develop all this time that I don't have room here anymore 
I can't stay here. I have to go to the real city of ghosts. Salut to you all. Goodbye. This is it. I'll
(Die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)
(Die-die)
(Die-die-die)
(Shit...the fucking...bullet...there it is. Alright. It's time)

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