| Strangers in a place we call home
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| I play both god and the devil in the world I roam
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| We are singular, we are alone
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| Stranger in a place we call home
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| 'Cause we are singular, alone
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| Yet we are infinite, unknown. |
| (Singular, alone)
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| So desperate for connection
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| The mute crying of souls
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| Let go of the world that you know
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| Still searching for ascension
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| A way to make us whole
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| Let go of the world that you know
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| Let go of the world that you know
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| I fade into the sonder one more time
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| Never to be seen again
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| I fade into the sonder one more time
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| Repeating patterns manifest in different forms
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| Illusions of truth, a constant storm
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| Forever searching for solidarity
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| In a world that is purely transitory
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| Let go
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| I play both god and the devil
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| Both creator and mere mortal
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| I play both god and the devil
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| Both creator and mere mortal
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| I play both god and the devil |