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I see no sense in what's going on
I sense no meaning, I see no light for us all
Cold chill in spine shows no future
There's no safety around us – no protection no wall
Blind ignorance through generations
It's hidden black on white, I turn to stare
There's a taste of blood in my mouth
It's sick, when I breath the air
I see no light in the ways that I choose
No matter how I twist and turn I lose
I see no light in the ways that I choose
No matter how I twist and turn I lose
I can't escape the numb feeling of
Perpetual deceiving dreams again
Problems too dark to touch, we're reaching
Critical mass – The end
I see no light in the ways that I choose
No matter how I twist and turn I lose
I see no light in the ways that I choose
No matter how I twist and turn I lose
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