| Some will never feel, gratitude
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| Can you feel it, when your ceiling’s crashing down
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| Down with the flow, into the ones they were
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| Somewhere on their way, they got lost
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| In our bloodline, there’s a lot of grief to blame
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| Strange ideals when it comes to become the one, oh…
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| No allied on the way, through the bloodline, oh…
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| Beaten down for the sum of another one, oh…
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| Bounds divide if we hide, along the bloodline
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| Anger remains, through a frozen mind
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| Pride will be the fall, never to rise
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| Can you see it, patterns in the lines
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| Lines to be crossed, across the agony
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| Some will never heal, on the ride
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| When your bloodline, is filled with enemies
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| Strange ideals when it comes to become the one, oh…
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| No allied on the way, through the bloodline, oh…
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| Beaten down for the sum of another one, oh…
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| Bounds divide if we hide, along the bloodline, oh…
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| Strange ideals when it comes to become the one, oh…
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| No allied on the way, through the bloodline, oh…
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| Beaten down for the sum of another one, oh…
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| Bounds divide if we hide, along the bloodline… |