Focus Lyrics

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Single out the dying
Make more room for nothing
Make it so that there is nowhere left to go
You can't buy your soul back
You won't own it ever
You're just renting it until it rips you apart
There's a place where they go and they lie
for the sic and the lame where they can't touch me
When they die underneath all the lies and deceit
We will cover our tracks and you won't find nothing
Trying to put your finger on it
Point your finger at it
Cut your finger
Keep your eyes out of focus
Keep your mind out of synch
Keep your eyes out of focus
And watch it disappear
One will come a day when old wounds open
You let it happen
The sickness has spread too far
Don't let it happen
Your so called compassion is long gone
We see right through you
Trying to put your finger on it
Point your finger at it
Cut your finger
There's a place in my mind where I go
It protects me from love so it can't kill me
So I lie to myself uninflected with guilt
Here I am - There you are
Can you see the difference?
One will come, arms open
One will come, eyes open

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Single out the dying  
Make more room for nothing  
Make it so that there is nowhere left to go  
You can't buy your soul back  
You won't own it ever  
You're just renting it until it rips you apart  
There's a place where they go and they lie  
for the sic and the lame where they can't touch me  
When they die underneath all the lies and deceit  
We will cover our tracks and you won't find nothing  
Trying to put your finger on it  
Point your finger at it  
Cut your finger  
Keep your eyes out of focus  
Keep your mind out of synch  
Keep your eyes out of focus  
And watch it disappear  
One will come a day when old wounds open  
You let it happen  
The sickness has spread too far  
Don't let it happen  
Your so called compassion is long gone  
We see right through you  
Trying to put your finger on it  
Point your finger at it  
Cut your finger  
There's a place in my mind where I go  
It protects me from love so it can't kill me  
So I lie to myself uninflected with guilt  
Here I am - There you are  
Can you see the difference?  
One will come, arms open  
One will come, eyes open

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