| Over The Under
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| 3 Suns And 1 Star
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| All felt is hope
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| To spilling over
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| Needs are a passing memory
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| Fear not worthy
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| Belief
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| A martyrs burden
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| Heaved upon capable shoulders
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| Dissuade your charge
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| Arrive in commonplace with the elect
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| Size up the furthest plateau
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| Inside the soul of saints…
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| The old dog has to learn a new trick and more
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| Or the next trick will be on him
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| I’ve drank the oceans dry
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| I’ve stopped the time
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| Embraced the riddle of regret (again and again)
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| Desire
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| Haunts me long
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| The light of 3 suns and one star
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| Watch over me…
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| A square will never fit a circle
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| No hope
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| No joke
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| Both bookend burned
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| I’ve drown in oceans (of) mine
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| I woke the dead
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| And still the dry bones
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| Live again
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| (And again with me)
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| Desire
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| Haunts me long
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| The light of 3 suns and one star
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| No higher
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| Keeps us strong
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| The light of 3 suns and one star…
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| Watching over me
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| In me… watching closely over me
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| In We… moving within you and me
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| In deep… our own ideology
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| In me… x-ray hanged for all to see
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| Naked… frenzied and we’re free
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| Our own ideology…
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| Desire
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| Haunts me long
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| The light of 3 suns and one star
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| No higher
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| Keeps us strong
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| The light of 3 suns and one star…
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| Watching ME…
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| Three suns and one star
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| Watch over me |