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Album: Anxiety
Time won't hold the hands for us
Vacant hearts begin to rust
I want out, I won't tell
I want everything around me to be still
Still alive
I want in, I can't tell
I want something
to divide me from myself
Lost my way
When I try to find the exit here
A thousand calling doors
will come to light
Lost my way
When I try to find the exit here
A thousand calling doors
will come to light
Take me to the last ascent
Save my breath until the end
I want this, I won't lie
I want nothing to restrain me when I die
Die again
I don't know, I've been told
There is something to divide us from this
cold
Lost my way
A thousand calling doors
will come to light
If we don't find our out
Then where will we become?
If we don't find our out
Then where will we become?
Lost my way
When I try to find the exit here
A thousand calling doors
will come to light
Lost my way
When I try to find the exit here
A thousand calling doors
will come to light
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