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not for me the norms to keep |
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away from what I need |
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not for me to stay away |
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and await like for resurrection |
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crawl through the flames |
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crawl through the flames |
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crawl through the flames |
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like I'd turn back to god |
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wake up it's a dream |
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don't run away this time |
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wake up it's a dream |
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don't run away this time |
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when I am crawling |
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back to shades |
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like I'd turn back to god |
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whenever I will doubt |
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the fate that has been foretold |
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a lair of snakes |
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is the prize it takes |
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a place for fear to make |
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go away complacence |
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crawl through the flames |
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crawl through the flames |
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crawl through the flames |
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like I'd turn back to god |
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like I'd turn my back to god |
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like I'd turn my back to god |
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like I'd turn my back to god |
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like I'd turn my back to god |
