| It’s when I hear the prophets call
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| It’s my decision to be free
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| I know it doesn’t go away
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| Still can’t believe what you say
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| I drag myself through all my dreams
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| While I’m reflecting on the past
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| Struggling to reach the end of line
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| To cross the backside of mankind
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| What do you expect me to be
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| A stranger who learns to hate
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| Beyond the mist of my memories
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| I’m blind and without fate
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| Would you see me, would you care
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| Would you take away my fears
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| Would you leave me, would you lie
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| Would you stand by me side by side
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| You seek confusion everywhere
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| The living proof of what can be
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| Finding it harder now to breathe
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| Onto a place where thoughts are free
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| So there is nowhere else to go
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| And there’s no reason to resist
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| No god or master has built your brain
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| Drowning my soul and ease my pain
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| Can you tell what’s inside of me
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| I’m too weak to fight my own
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| When faith and fear has closed on me
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| My existence depends on |