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See the barricades ahead |
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Roll my sleeves up, lift my head |
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I hear you wail, what can't be done |
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You are many, I am one |
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And what becomes, it's hard to tell |
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Like looking down the deepest well |
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But I will take a torch with me |
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And light the way for you to say |
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Do you understand what it's for? |
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This dirt that's on my hands, the blood on yours? |
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I was clawing up the walls for so long |
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(You were pulling me down, pulling me!) |
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I was trying not to fall for so long! |
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(Now I'm gonna get out, gonna get!) |
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Compliments, like falling rocks |
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Are ticking bombs with faulty clocks |
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And I will not be fooled again |
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I took my means and found my end |
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And all the days from then til now |
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The steps I climbed to show you |
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How small the world can seem to be |
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When you forget what you believed |
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Do you understand what it's for? |
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This dirt that's on my hands, the blood on yours? |
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I was clawing up the walls for so long |
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(You were pulling me down, pulling me!) |
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I was trying not to fall for so long! |
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(Now I'm gonna get out, gonna get!) |
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I was clawing up the walls for so long |
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(You were pulling me down, pulling me!) |
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I was trying not to fall for so long! |
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(Now I'm gonna get out!) |
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I was clawing up the walls for so long |
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(Now I'm gonna get out!) |
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I was trying not to fall for so long! |
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(Now I'm gonna get out, gonna get!) |
