| You like to stand on the other side
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| Point and laugh so self-satisfied
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| Lines drawn so plain and clear to you
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| So plain and clear they distort your view
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| Won’t be ashamed of the things I’ve done
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| Live for myself I can’t march to your drum
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| You were lost to me long ago
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| Tried to get past your self righteousness
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| But you kept me below
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| I am not unforgiving
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| But I won’t take the fall
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| Let the ashes surround us I am not gonna crawl through
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| Broken glass and razor wire
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| I don’t care if yesterday burns
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| Stoke up the fire
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| It’s like a shot when you realize
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| Destroying yourself is not a compromise
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| Cut off your nose to spite your face
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| There are some things in life
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| That time can’t erase, you know
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| We all choose paths that we know are wrong
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| And live with ourselves
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| When the meaning is gone
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| It could be you, me, anyone
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| But I don’t need to feel another’s under my thumb
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| In spite of the things you’ve don’e, you’re left with an army of one
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| In spite of the things you do, there’ll be no one left there with you
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| In spite of the things you want, you will get what you’re due |