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What is this whispered thief? |
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Is it a lie? Is it a lie? |
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Does fabrication begin at belief? |
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Who steals my years to keep all to themselves? |
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Is it only just the ground we stand open? |
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Is it only just the ground we stand upon? |
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Is it only just the ground we stand upon? |
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I've asked you, yet heard no reply |
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Is it only just the ground we stand upon? |
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Will I just soak into this earth when I die? |
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Have I fallen before I finished? |
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Who answers my questions when ears do not listen? |
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When silence speaks in volumes. |
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I've have heard no reply, heard no reply |
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This doubt that clouds what I perceive as truth |
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The unnerving sense that there is nothing left |
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An illogical view where purpose is gone |
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Who wills these groundless conceptions? |
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Find faith in life, in whatever will keep you breathing |
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Find faith in life, in whatever will keep you believing |
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Whatever will keep you believing |
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That we, we are not meaningless |
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That we, we are not meaningless |
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Retain what you have learned |
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Because love is an endless wonder |
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It's an never ending knowledge |
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This is our only solution |
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I believe in me, I believe in you |
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And I believe that we are not meaningless |
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In whatever will keep you believing we are not meaningless |
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In whatever will keep you believing we are not meaningless |
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I believe in me, I believe in you |
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And I believe that we are not meaningless |
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What is this whispered thief? |
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Is it a lie? Is it a lie? |
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Does fabrication begin at belief? |
