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Fate is a fake shall we doubt |
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A fever flows and seems it's all around |
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Desolation it sows our roads |
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My seeds of power in fields away from home. |
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I've been blinded |
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By all the mist that we shared. |
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Lean back your regret |
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Before the differences of my heart |
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Now is still the time |
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Before you throw away |
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The shelter you should be instead. |
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Ride the words to get your fame |
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You hide with shields, the lead outside is rain |
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Mighty fear down and out |
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Seeds, the call of truth is all around. |
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Lean back your regret |
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Before the differences of my heart |
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We remain apart |
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Because you've blown away |
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The shelter you should be instead. |
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Fate is a fake shall we doubt |
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A fever flows and seems it's all around |
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Desolation it sows our roads |
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My seeds of power in fields away from you. |