| Everyone of us is lost against ourselves
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| And pushing through the constant
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| Struggle of forward thought
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| This thing we call humanity
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| Has brought us down and has us caught
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| Is this what I’ve become?
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| A callous, uncaring soul
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| That allows the will of flesh
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| To dominate and control
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| This is my counter attack
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| This is my counter
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| Starve the self and empower the soul
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| This path I chose, once again made whole
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| Torn between, torn between
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| Torn between, torn between
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| Self and soul, self and soul
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| Self and soul
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| With this first step forward
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| I’ve become a new creation
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| Free from self and thinking clearly
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| My soul chokes the last impurities
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| From my flesh, from my flesh
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| And I’m given a second chance
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| But this time let myself die
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| This time I let myself die
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| This time I let myself die
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| This time I let myself die
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| This time I let myself die |