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By Mudvayne, When everything is lost, haunting us with questions
Will we ever
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By Mudvayne, Losses, losers and more gain of life's pleasures
Cohorts listen behind
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By Mudvayne, Repeating in my head
Betrayal
Repeating in my head
Insecurities
Repeating in my head
Dividends
It's
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By Mudvayne, Cold seems crippling
Lame meander through corridors
Aroma's thick with age, mark
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By Mudvayne, Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me
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By Mudvayne, All work and no play makes me a dull boy..
All
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By Mudvayne, Dreams of earthquakes
Dreams of hurricanes
Dreams of the pouring rain
Dreams of
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By Mudvayne, What have I done?
Where have I come from?
When I burnt
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By Mudvayne, Pendulum stops and falls away
Life sifted through like sand
Storms of
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By Mudvayne, In this hole that is me
The dead are rolling over
In
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By Mudvayne, We are not in a position to display these lyrics
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By Mudvayne, Always, known in all my time
A little left of center
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By Mudvayne, Pack up my shit I'm on the road like Kerouac
(Whoo)
Found
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By Mudvayne, Sticker this, censor this, ban this
We've got something to say
Police
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By Mudvayne, This puzzle's dead inside
Missing pieces growing eyes
Mystery
Little girls severity, little
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By Mudvayne, When passion's lost and all the trust is gone
Way too
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By Mudvayne, My perspective on life is pain
Sponge textured soul so porous
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By Mudvayne, My soul simply won't bleed
Coal blackened walls surround my scene
Hardened,
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By Mudvayne, Got the disease in my mind that chaos runs through
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By Mudvayne, Fear is an emotion inside us
Deeper growing my deaths content
Eating
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By Mudvayne, This is a song of what I am, a mother
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By Mudvayne, You're a mother fuckin' piece of shit
And you'll never amount
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By Mudvayne, Fall down, can't pick myself up off the ground
Head down,
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By Mudvayne, Holy God man
Well, won't you lend me insight
To your counterfeited
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By Mudvayne, Frozen moments in time, stopped hourglass
They predicate, what you will
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By Mudvayne, Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
Push, push, push, push
I lost you, you
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By Mudvayne, We swallowing your spit
Steal acceptance, lend denial
Tellin' me that my
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By Mudvayne, Cop provisions feed my addictions, mistakes I made then
I opened
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By Mudvayne, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all
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By Mudvayne, Does your God come in a capsule to sedate you?
Tear