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5:11Why must I hide In the forest of my mind? I want to come Out of the woods They offer me shade A face with no name A game I can play I can't beat it Meditation Meditation Medication I'm eating the hooks that tear me I'm walking back Through lightning and hail To eat the hooks that tear Somehow, I'm not scared of this Meditation Medication I'm eating the hooks that tear me Meditation Under my skin lies the world Deep within Cure of my sin Cure of my sin Cure of my sin Cure of my sin