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Standing on the shoulders of giants |
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I need to believe that I'm here for a reason |
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I can see so much further |
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And I breathe the clearer air inhaling what's left of it. |
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It's funny now I search without caution |
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In a solitary space, no colours, only a lonely sound. |
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Now here I am only a soldier |
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You know I fear the beating of my drum is louder than anyone's |
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I'm bleeding just to be somebody |
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I'm tearing up inside |
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I'm hiding all uncertainties |
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I'll be at the front line |
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Ooh when the growing pains are gone |
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Ooh when you have to please no one |
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Ooh are we playing with our guns now? |
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Ooh I can hear rebellion |
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People settle down |
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You people learn to be someone |
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People settle down |
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You people learn to be someone |
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Ooh when the growing pains are gone |
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Ooh when you have to please no one |
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Ooh are we playing with our guns now? |
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Ooh I can hear rebellion |
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People settle down |
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You people learn to be someone |
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People settle down |
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You people learn to be someone |
