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Talking martyrs don't seem to amount to much |
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Frivolous schemes turn to routine and 'cause |
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Time is upon us, you'd think that we'd act as such |
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But we still cling, security's king |
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Tell me, will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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The distance between us, positions we can give up |
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All misplaced fears, sticking us here |
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Illusions create a life, thoughts and the least divide |
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All as if true, in all that we do |
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Tell me, will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Tell me, will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
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Will it ever change? |
