There's nothing now that isn't known
Nothing in the end that can't be shown
It all comes back to this
And the feeling doesn't stay
It doesn't matter if it's fast or slow
It all comes back to this
Always takes me back
Always pulles me under
In a heart attack
There's nothing now that's still the same
The neon and the pinprick in the vein
Moving through your blood
And you can tell it leaves a trace
And always when you wipe away the stain
It all comes back to this
Always fills the cracks
Always pulls me under
In a heart attack
There's nothing now that isn't known
Nothing in the end that can't be shown
It all comes back to this
And everything begins in white
But it doesn't matter if it's fast or slow
It all comes back to this
Always ends in black
Always pulls me under
In a heart attack
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