| Tragedy is all we have in common
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| And at times we allow it to swallow us whole
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| Drawing the marrow from our misfortunes
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| To ignite the fire that’s inside
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| Inhale the smoke from the burn that leaves you breathless
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| Breathing life into the lifeless
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| Dragging them into the sun and exposing them as apparitions
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| But is there dignity in living as an entity?
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| «You could have made history and we are already forgetting about you.»
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| Humanity is poison
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| And we are lost without a cure
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| So stop your heart and start the healing process
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| I am not fit to walk among you
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| But I don’t want to end my life
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| And just know that if I knew of any common ground
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| I’d leave here now
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| And I would find a home that I could die in Just to say I tried to rest in peace
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| Erase me from your memory
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| The ones we love will let us down
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| And the rats will feed off of our failure
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| Eventually, this is something we must accept
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| The world moves on without us We leave only footprints that fade away in time
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| Walk with fire and save yourself from vagrancy
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| We leave our spirits to retrace our steps
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| You are your memorial
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| Find your mark and make it The soil is the last thing we ingest
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| We watch our ashes scatter
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| You are your own memorial
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| Find your mark and make it |