I resort to impulse to escape the living Facedown in your indifference Waiting to fall in line And I was never impressed With your addiction to conscience Pain has long been the lost humiliation of genius And I've been misled to believe that I was alone it always turns out better this way Sedated so you won't have to feel a thing I resort to impulse to escape the living Counting the imperfections Down the lines of my face When all the regrets and failures In you were so obvious Pain has long been the lost humiliation of the soul And I've been caught between What's real and what's for sale I'm not the one who profits From stainless masquerades I've come to terms with my fixations And all your failing attempts Faithful performances The timelessness of your act Won't be the end of me
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Copy to Clipboard: I resort to impulse to escape the living Facedown in your indifference Waiting to fall in line And I was never impressed With your addiction to conscience Pain has long been the lost humiliation of genius And I've been misled to believe that I was alone it always turns out better this way Sedated so you won't have to feel a thing I resort to impulse to escape the living Counting the imperfections Down the lines of my face When all the regrets and failures In you were so obvious Pain has long been the lost humiliation of the soul And I've been caught between What's real and what's for sale I'm not the one who profits From stainless masquerades I've come to terms with my fixations And all your failing attempts Faithful performances The timelessness of your act Won't be the end of me
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