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Into optic illusions |
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Try to foresee what is to be made& |
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Chosen I may be the one |
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Chosen I just might be the one to live |
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I never heard a word they said |
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But now I see the light shining |
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Through eyes |
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It leaves me pacified |
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Illusions leave me blind |
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Black is all |
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I see Formed is a twisted image |
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That was chosen for me |
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I never questioned why |
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I never saw a reason for suicide |
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Or planned to take my life |
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The will to live my mind sets free |
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Into the vast of misery |
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Tomorrow seems so far away |
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Illusions of conspiracy |
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My conscience is my only friend |
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Learn to live my life in peace |
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The chosen, |
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I may be the one |
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To live my life and be set free |