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lyrics

I'm hoarding everything I can in hopes of saving what salvation I have left.
I struggle for the harder life.
Easy earning is never easy learning.
Tonight is the night I hide.
I'm lacking every ounce of pride.
So when this light dims on my face, I'll be the one to pull the shutters down by the river, where no one can save me, or think about dragging in.
To pull the shutters down by the ropes where all of my hope is hanging by a thread.
To pull the shutters down by the throat where the air makes me choke and everything goes to my head.
To pull the shutters down for the right for nothing exciting just an absent mind instead.
The thought of torture grips my hand.
My saving grace is all that I have left to grab.
I struggle for the shorter life.
Living fast is never fast enough.
Tonight is the night I die.
I've already let my white flag fly.
So when this casket's in its place, I'll be the one to drag my body down by the river, where no one can save me, or think about dragging in.
To pull the shutters down by the ropes where all of my hope is hanging by a thread.
To pull the shutters down by the throat where the air makes me choke and everything goes to my head.
To pull the shutters down for the right for nothing exciting just an absent mind instead.
Shadows, they keep me awake, and the voices that call my name
are nothing but mere hoots and howls in my dreams.
The fact that I'm wearing thin scares me away
from ever getting myself out of this rut.
I can't escape.
Out of this rut, I can't escape.
The roads I've been told to follow
drown me in waters too shallow.
The opportunity of finding my way out is like the wick burning down from a wax candle.
I seem to have gotten myself stuck.
I found comfort in my despair.
Get me out of this rut.
I can't escape.
Out of this rut, I can't escape.
The roads I've been told to follow drown me in waters too shallow.
The opportunity of finding my way out is like the wick burning down from a wax candle.
I'm burning away.
I got myself in too deep.
I keep on burning away.
I don't know how much longer I can take.
I'm burning away.

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from In a Perfect World, released October 12, 2012

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