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Prisoners - Our Last Night |
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We wake up in a bed of sin |
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And stare up at the ceiling as high as the sky |
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Like it's our way to fly |
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We're chasing a reason to exist |
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But can't seem to escape the loneliness |
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Running in circles around happiness |
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With houses made of gold |
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Controlled by what we own |
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We follow what we're told |
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Fit right into the mold |
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Is this what we need to breathe |
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Or are we just feeding our disease |
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We lost sight of what we can't touch |
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We lost it all but can't remember how to love |
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I'm open with an empty heart |
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And we shall grieve until we start |
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We wonder why we feel empty inside |
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Why there's a hunger that we can't satisfy |
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A lonely world with a bad design |
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You waste your time on an endless climb |
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With houses made of gold |
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Controlled by what we own |
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We follow what we're told |
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Fit right into the mold |
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Is this what we need to breathe |
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Or are we just feeding our disease |
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Prisoners of a hopeless war |
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Fighting with a double edged sword |
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We could be free |
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If we stop feeding our disease |
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We stand on top of the world |
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But still there's hollow ground |
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We stand on top of the world |
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When all is wrong |
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We stand at the top of the world alone |
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With houses made of gold |
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Controlled by what we own |
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We follow what we're told |
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Fit right into the mold |
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Is this what we need to breathe |
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Or are we just feeding our disease |
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Prisoners of a hopeless war |
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Fighting with a double edged sword |
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We could be free |
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If we stop feeding our disease |
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