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How many lies does it take to own up to a simple mistake?
You'd know

So now I'm caught up for the sake of these emotions misplaced
My only sanctum decayed

I've been feeling the rush of this moment
I bled from my fingers
You drew all the air from my chest
Still I won't give up easy
This ideal slips from me
I wake to the same distress
Has this time all been meaningless?

I self-medicate
By pulling the threads
Of this bedrock apart
A cathartic embrace
Nothing washes away
The absence of art

I've been feeling the rush of this moment
I bled from my fingers
You drew all the air from my chest
Still, I won't give up easy
This ideal slips from me
I wake to the same distress
Has this time all been meaningless?

I'll force my way till my lungs get sore
Work my bad knees till I'm laid out on the floor
We always thought we were made for something more

Been feeling the rush of this moment
I bled from my fingers
You drew all the air from my chest
Still, I won't give up easy
This ideal slips from me
I wake to the same distress

Miss feeling the rush of the moment
The haze of disaster
I now bathe in the life of stress
As the years drag us from the point of desire
I'll subserve for my next pay cheque
Wear this tie like a noose round my neck

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