Well I'm down, and I'm beat
And feeling helpless, and trapped within this place
Of disease
And I won't contain it
I have to set it free
To see
That we
We are the lost ones
And we are the broken
And we won't stop killing ourselves
Well I'm sick, and I'm tired
Of picking myself for what I can't achieve
You'll find me
I'm the one who's lost in this beautiful disease
And you'll see
That we
We are the lost ones
And we are the broken
And we won't stop killing ourselves
That we
We are the lost ones
And we are the broken
And we won't stop killing ourselves
That we
We are the lost ones
And we are the broken
And we won't stop killing ourselves
That we
We are the lost ones
And we are the broken
And we won't stop killing ourselves
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