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Taking ahold of destiny |
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and coming undone |
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blind the soul and stain the feet |
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quenching the sun |
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there's an effigy of who I was... |
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I'm tearing it down |
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an epiphany of who I've become |
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deaf to the sound |
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turn it around... |
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Reaching for something |
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just to push it away |
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Dreaming of something |
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to wish it away |
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Screaming at something |
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to kiss it away |
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a bitter sea of empty days |
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holding me down |
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a symphony gone out of phase |
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I'm deaf to the sound |
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turn it around... |
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Reaching for something |
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just to push it away |
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Dreaming of something |
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to wish it away |
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Screaming at something |
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to kiss it away |
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Longing for something |
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while stepping away |
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I'm stepping away |