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  • Living moments all too quickly.
    My decisions have always haunted me.
    Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open,
    to bleed the evil out of me.
    Watch the train roll forward,
    running over the rails like a beast from hell.
    I feel myself tied to the tracks.
    Steel and skin, back to back.
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong.
    So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song.
    Another cycle passes.
    Sun rise, sun set, again and again.
    No slowing down for me.
    Am I living it up, or dying each day?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong.
    So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song.
    Living moments all too quickly.
    My decisions have always haunted me.
    Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open,
    to bleed the evil out of me.
  • Living moments all too quickly.
    My decisions have always haunted me.
    Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open,
    to bleed the evil out of me.
    Watch the train roll forward,
    running over the rails like a beast from hell.
    I feel myself tied to the tracks.
    Steel and skin, back to back.
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong.
    So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song.
    Another cycle passes.
    Sun rise, sun set, again and again.
    No slowing down for me.
    Am I living it up, or dying each day?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    Will this be the end of me?
    Will this be the last moment I see?
    It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong.
    So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song.
    Living moments all too quickly.
    My decisions have always haunted me.
    Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open,
    to bleed the evil out of me.