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Come face to face with it
Pushed on your side
Lose all your selfcontrol
Worlds will collide
Inside out, you can't cope
My gyroscope
Witness the fall from grace
You shed your skin
Change if it pleases you
Just don't give in
Inside out, you can't cope
My gyroscope
Quiet now she said
you're waking up the dead
I cradle the exuse
In love with the abuse so..
I handle it with ease
its a dignified disease
Slow down
Soul searching breaks you down
You'll never learn
Annihilate yourself
All things must burn
Inside out you can't cope
My gyroscope
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