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What if everything we've ever worked for meant absolutely nothing? |
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And all the struggles, the hard times, the blood, sweat, and tears? |
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All for what? A simple chance for freedom? |
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A light at the end of the tunnel. |
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Living through someone else's life. |
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This should be for you, not for some false hope of epiphany |
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For some false reality |
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Oh, like the blind being led into darkness |
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The masses crumble at your feet |
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What for? |
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A chance that you'll be heard |
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A chance that you'll be heard |
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Cowering in silence at the hands of wrath |
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Was it really all worth it? |
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When conformity's all you got, I guess the next best thing is salvation. |
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Your no savior, you're no saint |
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Since when is being forced a commendable act? |
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From birth we live these sheltered lives. |
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Diseases shoved down our throats everyday. |
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Those pearly gates don't seem so glorious in the eyes of a sinner. |
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Like the blind being led into darkness |
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The masses crumble at your feet |
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Cowering in silence at the hands of wrath |
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Those pearly gates don't seem so glorious in the eyes of a sinner. |
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You're no savior, you're no saint. |
