| No sight or sound can penetrate at all
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| Though silent storms may try to tear me down
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| When dusk descends, I’ll still be standing tall
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| To the ones who want me on my knees
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| You cannot control my destiny
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| There is light that flows within my veins
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| And there is darkness for the ones who bring me pain
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| Unrelenting, unforgiving hopelessness
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| Pummeled from all directions for days on end
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| Can’t turn the other cheek, it’s far too bruised
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| Can’t play the part of saint, I won’t pretend
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| To the ones who want me on my knees
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| You cannot control my destiny
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| There is light that flows within my veins
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| And there is darkness for the ones who bring me pain
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| Daylight breaks and shatters empty skies
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| Has nothing changed for better or for worse?
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| The cycle just repeats itself again
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| Can’t tell if I am blessed or I am cursed
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| To the ones who want me on my knees
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| You cannot control my destiny
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| There is light that flows within my veins
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| And there is darkness for the ones who bring me pain |