| It’s been seven long years in a slam on Helion
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| We’ve been here for so long we can’t remember who we are
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| And we eye the sky through prison bars, hope fading with the light
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| To hell with this cell, we’re breaking out tonight
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| We’re breaking out
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| Been gone seven long years from the place that I call home
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| My only crime is that I’m made of flesh, circuit and bone
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| As we eye the sky we see the light of our faction’s satellite
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| To hell with this cell, we’re breaking out tonight
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| We’re breaking out
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| It’s been seven more years that have passed since we’ve been gone
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| New frontier with no fear, we remember who we are
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| And we eye new skies with distant suns, wait for New Elysium
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| No more hell in that cell, no breaking out tonight
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| To hell with this cell, we’re breaking out tonight
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| To hell with this cell, we’re breaking out tonight
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| We’re, we’re, we’re breaking out tonight
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| To hell with this cell, we’re breaking out tonight
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| («To the salvation code») |