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When you expect it least,
When you're not listening,
When nothing troubles you,
You will unravel
With no one else around,
Without a single sound,
When all the stars align
You will unravel

Til all is lost again,
The feeling's gone again

It's everywhere you turn,
This omnipresent dread,
Harbinger of dismay,
Lurking just out of eyeshot
And do you even know?
And do you even care?
Wake up in a cold sweat,
Are you unraveling now?

You'll never know the day
It will arrive, it will arrive

Into the back of your mind
They are burrowing
Into the passage of time
They are burrowing
Into your every pore
They are burrowing
Haven't you felt it before?
They are burrowing…
Down

The seeds are planted, the weeds are set to grow
There's no time left for panic
There's nowhere left to go
The seeds are planted, the weeds are set to grow
There's no time left to panic
Nowhere left to go

Into the back of your mind
They are burrowing
Into the passage of time
They are burrowing
Into your every pore
They are burrowing
Haven't you felt it before?
They are burrowing

You will unravel
When you expect it least
This was your warning

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