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Inside my camera is watching |
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Memorizing my view of earth |
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And stained is the eye |
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Ambitions not where they should be |
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Out of focus, too much fantasy |
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Within hides the dreamer |
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From the north to the desert sand |
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Chaos disturbed the land |
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And revelation was left behind us |
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Lost without a cry |
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A silent lullaby |
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And I'm waiting, waiting for the healer |
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I see with bleeding eyes |
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I carry the world on my shoulders |
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The load is heavy |
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And it's time for an awakening |
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The road is long, |
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I've been told |
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But I think it's short |
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Time goes by and |
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I wonderHow the world is taught |
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From the streets of |
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BabylonTo the sound of a modern gun |
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I know the story but it doesn't come clean |
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I'm a superstitious man, fed the neon screen |
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Riding on the rise of tomorrow |
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Fading rainbow in the eyes of sorrow |
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I've read the script, rehearsed the dream |
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Faking death at the battle scene, yeah |
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I wanna change it |
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I wanna change it |
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I wanna change it |
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Rearrange it |
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I wanna change it |
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I wanna change it |
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I see with bleeding eyes |
|
I carry the world on my shoulders |
|
The load is heavy |
|
And it's time for an awakening |
|
The road is long, |
|
I've been told |
|
But I think it's short |
|
Time goes by and |
|
I wonderHow the world is taught |
|
From the streets of |
|
BabylonTo the sound of a modern gun |
|
I know the story but it doesn't come clean |
|
I'm a superstitious man, fed the neon screen |
|
Riding on the rise of tomorrow |
|
Fading rainbow in the eyes of sorrow |
|
I've read the script, rehearsed the dream, yeah |
|
Faking death at the battle scene |
|
From the streets of |
|
BabylonTo the sound of the modern gun |
|
I know the story but it doesn't come clean |
|
I'm a superstitious man, fed the neon screen |
|
Riding on the rise of tomorrow |
|
Fading rainbow in the eyes of sorrow |
|
I've read the script, rehearsed the dream, yeah |
|
Faking death at the battle scene |
|
I see with bleeding eyes |
|
I wanna change it |
|
I wanna change it |
|
I carry the world on my shoulders |
|
I wanna change it |
|
Rearrange it |
