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To sacrifice oneself never made sense to me |
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Cause life is really the only and last gift we've all received |
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Some will waste it in the name of something you can't see |
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Continually defeat the purpose of that something creating |
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Oh, delusions |
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Are meant to justify, justify the things you do |
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Oh, delusions |
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Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse |
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As he approached the city center with the skyline in view |
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There was nothing left to contemplate, he knew he must follow through |
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With the plan certified by faith and a plan written in death |
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At that moment, this was it, he took his last breath |
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Oh, delusions |
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Are meant to justify, justify the things you do |
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Oh, delusions |
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Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse |
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No more hiding, no more hiding, no more blame |
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No more fighting, no more fighting, no more pain |
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No more chaos, no more chaos, no more stress |
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And no addiction, no addiction, no more mess |
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No ???, ??? swollen head |
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No more greed, no more feeding from the hand |
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No more writing, no more 'blame it on the man' |
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Realize it's your own fault |
