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Grant us some time |
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Give us courage to look inside |
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A gesture of good faith |
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After years of living a lie |
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It felt like we were at war but there was nothing at stake |
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Blood was drawn all the same |
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It's still sticking to the blade |
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Like we are |
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And when we stagger back into refortified egos |
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It's a peril to the splendour |
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And the venom for the enamoured |
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Secrets and lies |
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For those we used to isolize |
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Lay ruin to our true belief |
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Left us bitter and betrayed |
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Trust in me as you once did |
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And I will treat it with the greatest care |
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Our restored equality |
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As a testament to hopes and dreams |
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It felt like we were at war but there was nothing at stake |
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Lines were drawn all the same |
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As we fought to finde our balance |
