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The Art of Suffering
Is this the state that you found me in
Or are you just confusing
This restless soul that is about to end
another lonesome night
Can you see the burning city in my eyes
And all that I have beaten to death
In a state of endless fright
Is it you that I need to get me over that line
Because for now you've blanked me out
and made me for this moment blind
Because my head is empty
And I don't want to leave right now
Oh yes my head is empty
And I don't want to leave right now
For what's about to come
Another stranger is about to fall
Into my deepest longings
Sharing my stories with a lifeless doll
Or are you not like them
I can see the restless city in your eyes
And your voice it sounds just like the shining stars
It's oh so bright
Is it you that I need to get me over that line
Because for now you've blanked me out
and made me for this moment blind
Because my head is empty
And I don't want to leave right now
Oh yes my head is empty
And I don't want to leave right now
For what's about to come
And this is what she said:
I do believe in the art of suffering
But I really think that you are
Taking this to far
And you must not forget
That being lonely it might be killing
But if there's one thing we can fix
Than it for sure will be your heart
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