| if i could know the way this ends
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| i’d then understand
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| i’ll live what it is to be
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| made from the best of you
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| let my hands make movement for
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| the hearts of the tested few
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| if i could know the way,
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| the way this ends
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| i’d then understand
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| if i could know
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| i’d see the glory in these hands
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| i’m placing stone upon stone
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| but this castle is falling faster than my hands
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| they’ve gained the west wall
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| fall back to the stables,
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| prepare for the last stand
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| i end here,
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| you start now
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| like iron sharpens iron,
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| i will make you better you will make me,
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| my best
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| like sea salt to my skin
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| without you,
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| i am but
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| a tasteless man
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| if i could know,
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| the way this ends
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| i’d then understand
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| if i could know the way
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| i’d see the glory in these hands
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| this is the end,
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| this is the end
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| this armor weighs but i will fight 'till i face the sky
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| if i could know the way
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| if i could know the way,
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| the way this ends
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| i’d then understand
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| if i could know the way
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| woah oh, woah oh oh
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| i’d see the glory in this |