Hope unknown... Sometimes just waking is surreal, I walk right through the nameless ones I know that hope's unknown, sometimes the water feels so real As I walk through it fills my lungs - My god, I'm drowning!
This day never seems to end... (This pain, never) The rage I can not let go!!
I hear them calling my name... (Whoa!) I feel them gnawing out holes All throughout our flawless souls
So alone... Sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones I fear that I alone, fear those who finally ceased to feel That they're alone inside this place - I am the misplaced!
Now every face looks familiar... Then every face would melt away until Now everyone, do you know, I know your deception?
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