| We steal the molecules from the dead
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| We liberate inanimate objects
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| Is this a path of will up ahead?
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| Or are we just destined to get what we get?
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| True to your face like never before
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| Even the mistakes aren’t really mistakes at all
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| I wanna confess that you own me
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| And we don’t rest if we’re lonely
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| There’s innocence in the moment
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| Maybe now’s the time to be alive
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| We steal the molecules from the dead
|
| We liberate inanimate objects
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| Is this a sign of will in our head?
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| Or are we predestined to get what we get?
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| True to your face like never before
|
| Even the mistakes aren’t really mistakes at all
|
| I wanna confess that you own me
|
| And we don’t rest if we’re lonely
|
| There’s innocence in the moment
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| Maybe now’s the time to be alive
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| We’re just fragments of a great collide
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| I wanna confess that you own me
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| And we don’t rest if we’re lonely
|
| There’s innocence in the moment
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| Maybe now’s the time to be alive
|
| There’s innocence in the moment
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| Maybe now’s the time to be alive
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| Maybe now’s the time to be alive |