| Common and silent we will die in this world
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| We’ve only spoken to those who agree
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| And without them we’ve fallen on deaf ears
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| Stand on conviction and you will walk alone
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| For once I have stood (I have stood), no one will know
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| But alone I was born and alone we must go
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| In my convictions, I’ve found my own grave
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| But amongst the dead, we all fade away
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| Yet solitude is better than a life not worthy of reaction
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| There is nothing to lose (nothing)
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| So we stand alone or join those who follow in misery
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| In my convictions I’ve found my own grave
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| But amongst the dead we all fade away
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| Fade away…
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| Stand on conviction and you’ll walk alone
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| A voice is only a noise without someone to hear
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| And without a crowd to feed that noise grows silent
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| For once I have stood, no one will know
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| But alone I was born and alone we must go
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| Fading back into an anodyne sea
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| To drown with all who’ve gone before me
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| We must go
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| In my convictions I’ve found my own grave (my own grave)
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| But amongst the dead we all fade away
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| In my convictions (convictions), I’ve found my own grave
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| But amongst the dead we all fade away
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| Stand on conviction and you’ll walk alone. |
| Yeah…
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| Fading back into an anodyne sea
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| To drown with all who’ve gone before me
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| Fading back… fading. |
| Fading back into an anodyne sea
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| Fading back… fading. |
| Fading back… fading away |