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Can a man stop to realize |
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There is nothing to stand for |
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Reach out, our minds combined |
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Bonded by thoughts. |
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Here is the secret world |
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We are the same way |
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Keep it off your side |
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We are the same way. |
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Waking up and see the dance around |
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Of a broken harmony |
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They are feeding off the winters |
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In our heads |
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Can't make us wondering |
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For everything is much the same |
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We are still being tied by. |
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Shame, like fighting underwater |
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Motionless, for we all know |
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We all shall burn, heavenless. |
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Blame me for every |
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Lacerated actions and efforts. |
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Manage the endeavour |
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I pledge the open source |
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Conduct the overlapping |
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Elements of time. |
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Waking the yesterdays |
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Wading through the mind |
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Waiting to escape the drifted sands. |
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Breathe, the open wounds |
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That is what it feeds |
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Statement to the old remorse |
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Consolate, eat the flesh |
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I can't take |
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What will be the link. |
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Breathe, the open source |
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That is what it greeds |
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Statement to the old remorse |
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Contrition, harsh regret |
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I can't take |
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What will be the link. |
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Waking the yesterdays |
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Wading through the mind |
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Waiting to escape the drifted sands. |
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Break the chain. |
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Elevation of the sewers |
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The waking of the waters |
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The heritage from the fathers |
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To their daughters to renew us. |
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We are disciples |
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We live our own way |
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We are persuaders |
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Defend our own space. |
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Here is the secret world |
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We are the same way |
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Keep it in your mind |
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We are the same way. |