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It's everywhere I look, from Las Vegas to right here
Under your dressing, right by your ear
It's creeping in sweetly, it's definitely here
There's nothing more deadly than slow-growing fear
Life was full and fruitful and you could take a real bite
The juice pouring well over your skin's delight
But the shallower it grows and takes the depth away
Leaving broken down pieces to this priceless ballet
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
Do we build all those bridges to watch them thin down to dust
Or blow them voluntarily out of constant trust
The clock is ticking, it's last couple of talks
And there won't be a party with weathering frosts
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
Heading deep down, we're sliding without noticing our own decline
Heading deep down, we're hanging on to sweet nothings left behind
Deeper down, we're all going down
Down, deeper down, yeah
We are all plunging straight towards our own decline
Without noticing we slide down, deeper down
The shadow grows without ever slowing down
We are heading straight into the fade-out line
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows
The fainter we go into the fade-out night
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows, the fainter we go into the fade-out night.
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows, the fainter we go into the fade-out night.
The shallower it grows, the shallower it grows, the fainter we go into the fade-out night.
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