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Maybe this time |
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I can find my point across |
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standing at the streams right by my conscience |
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I have found that I am lost |
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Your pity has no place to sit amongst my way |
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(Your fears have left a thousand lies) |
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The scenery will burn as water colour paints my life |
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Those seen as unpredictable will tremble before the knife |
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(So let's pretend in which we find this little violent signature) |
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The darkest of my thoughts |
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I've a fear that this can work |
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It's not my freedom that I'm fighting for |
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It's the lack of something better |
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The scenery will burn as water colour paints my life |
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Those seen as unpredictable will tremble before the knife |
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You will not be saved |
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When all we have is days gone past |
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Until until we know we'll never last |
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Stranded in our misery |
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Weighed up against our history |
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You can't fly |
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So fallen star |
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So fallen star |
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(When all this pain is testament |
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and every unfilled sentiment) |
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For all the times I never spent |
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(Fortifies it all) |
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I've a fear that this can work |
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It's not my freedom that I'm fighting for |
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It's the lack of something better |
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When all we have is days gone past |
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Until until we know we'll never last |
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Stranded in our misery |
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Weighed up against our history |
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You can't fly |
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When all this pain is testament |
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and every unfilled sentiment |
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For all the times I never spent |
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Fortifies it all |
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[x2] |
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When all we have is days gone past |
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Until until we know we'll never last |
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Stranded in our misery |
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Weighed up against our history |
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You can't fly |
