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Stop, step back, |
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I can hear, |
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You screaming, |
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Feeding me decisions, |
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That I can make my own, |
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Respect the demanded. |
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One chance, one reality, |
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To make the best of what, |
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The world has given you. |
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We're so lost, |
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I think we need help, |
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Left behind all that we stood for, |
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This is our one sole reality, x2 |
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What path do we choose. x2 |
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We're so lost, |
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I think we need help, |
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Left behind all that we stood for. |
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So your existence has not become clear, |
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But it seems to be halfway there, |
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If we could only independently |
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Stand up to show the world that we can be anything. |
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We're so lost, |
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I think we need help, |
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Left behind all that we stood for, |
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This is our one sole reality, x2 |
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What path do we choose. x2 |
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We're so lost, |
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I think we need help, |
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Left behind all that we stood for. |
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I'm so lost I think I need help, |
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Left behind all that I stood for, |
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This is my one sole reality, |
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What path do I choose. |
