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I fought who I am inside |
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Until I wanted, I wanted to die |
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Instead of finding balance I found hatred |
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Consumed by failures and ignoring my own strengths |
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Pushed out sea without learning to swim |
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Or stranded in the desert with no lungs to breathe |
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With no lungs to breathe |
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I had almost lost everything |
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How can I be expected to readily be content |
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With a view of life that has rejected |
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The basis of what has helped me to survive? |
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And replaced them with precepts |
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Rather than instruction |
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Full rule is an illusion (illusion) |
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All I can do contain selfishness |
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And unveil what little power we may have |
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With no lungs to breathe |
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I had almost lost everything (everything) |
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Tearing away my flesh before taking |
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The time to understand it |
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A miracle may not be the answer |
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(tearing away my flesh) |
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When anchoring first on what I have |
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(before taking the time to understand it) |
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The ability to change |
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Like being stranded in the desert |
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With no lungs to breathe |
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With no lungs to breathe |
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I had almost lost everything (everything) |