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Gentle Giant |
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The Power And The Glory |
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The Face |
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Sing your song, words that have to continue. |
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Tell a tale, seal the screen that is in you. |
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Make your peace, face to face that is after. |
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Reasons plain, tears of pain are not laughter. |
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Cast off the mould, buy all you've sold, |
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confidence lost, pay for the cost. |
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Choose your way, realising our mission, |
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figures lay, pulling strings for position. |
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Take your bows, hear the people are calling. |
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Play the game, Take the blame as you're falling. |
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Time to confess, clean up the mess, |
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stand in the white, step in the light. |
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Use the time, show the face that is sorry, |
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for the day, questions leading to worry. |
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Hide your mask, show the face that is sorry. |
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Time to question, answering all their worry. |
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Time to confess, clean up the mess, |
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cast off the mould, buy all you've sold. |
