| The cold air kept me aflight but now I’m drowning
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| In this cycle, now enterprised, the cries surround me
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| Suffocated, I’m cutting the cord
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| There’s no ground to catch me
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| Stranded away from the shore
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| I can’t ignore the debt settle the score
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| Wake up, we are the cure
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| (On the edge of prosperity & through entropy I can barely see the light)
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| Tied down, we can’t endure
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| (When ruins of shattred faces being burnd in place is the new way of life)
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| Hope was a hopeless lure
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| We’re all doomed I’m sure
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| Time will clear my mind if I can let go
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| Grasping for a sign with no faith to follow
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| Through withering sight the path is alive
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| My steps have ignited, I’m ready to strike
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| For one life united, mask on, start a riot
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| Quit being silent by fighting the violence
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| Wake up, we are the cure
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| (On the edge of prosperity & through entropy I can barely see the light)
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| Tied down, we can’t endure
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| (When ruins of shattered faces being burned in place is the new way of life)
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| Young hands singed by yours
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| (Fighting for conservation to find a nation with no will to survive)
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| Hope was a hopeless lure
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| We’re all doomed I’m sure
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| I… I’m pushing through the pain
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| The weight of all your chains
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| And the fever you create
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| Wake up, we are the cure
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| (On the edge of prosperity & through entropy I can barely see the light)
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| Tied down, we can’t endure
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| (When ruins of shattered faces being burned in place is the new way of life)
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| Young hands singed by yours
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| (Fighting for conservation to find a nation with no will to survive)
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| Hope was a hopeless lure
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| (Riches and bottles wasted, turn to hatred)
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| We’re all doomed I’m sure |