| Like it’s my own life flashing before
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| Whilst they search for a purpose
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| An open door
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| And as they stare into false light
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| Words fall from the page
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| Their whole world a lie
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| We’ll be saving
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| We’ll be saving ourselves
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| Even if the tides steal the shores
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| A truth unveiled over time
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| We’ll be saving
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| We’ll be saving our god damned souls
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| Every cry let out falls on deaf ears
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| The clouds they gather above
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| When all that faith stands for nothing
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| How much resolve?
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| How much you have left?
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| We’ll be saving
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| We’ll be saving ourselves
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| Even if the tides steal the shores
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| A truth unveiled over time
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| We’ll be saving
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| We’ll be saving our god damned souls
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| Every cry let out falls on deaf ears
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| The clouds they gather above
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| The truth is unveiled over time
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| Over time
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| (We'll be pulling ourselves from the edge)
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| Over time
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| We’ll be pulling ourselves from the edge
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| And we find ourselves at the end of it all
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| What we’ll face what comes next
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| An ocean will tempt draw us to its waves
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| They say we’ll be cursed
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| Place your curse on me
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| Place your curse on me
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| Place your curse on me
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| Me |