| Trapped by this madness
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| In search of something lost to me
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| Life has no meaning
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| In a place that has no heart to bleed
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| Through walls of glass I stare
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| With a silence written in my eyes
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| No love or laughter
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| Strange is the passion of the wise
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| Stand up and fight
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| Won’t someone listen to me now
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| Stand up and fight
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| There’s only me in my mind
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| I can’t find a way out
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| No one sees what I see
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| This maze is a white line
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| In search of sanity
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| In search of sanity
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| Lies taint the mirror
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| No image of the truth to see
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| Time lost forever
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| To the wastelands of insanity
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| Deep down inside I pray
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| For the peace and freedom of my past
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| Is there no way out
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| Hope light and reason fading fast
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| Stand up and fight
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| Won’t someone listen to me now
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| Stand up and fight
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| There’s only me in my mind
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| I can’t find a way out
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| No one sees what I see
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| This maze is a white line
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| In search of sanity
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| These watching voices
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| Gaze through this dark and empty shell
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| Sweet taste of freedom
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| Lies far inside the wishing well
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| The slope gets steeper now
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| On the winding road to set me free
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| Inside this sorrow
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| I seek a dream that just can’t be
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| Stand up and fight
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| Won’t someone listen to me now
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| Stand up and fight
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| There’s only me in my mind
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| I can’t find a way out
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| No one sees what I see
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| This maze is a white line
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| In search of sanity
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| In search of sanity |