| Make my day and set me free
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| Free from all the empathy
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| Learn to live and learn to win
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| Seek the challenge and begin from within and
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| When the conscience’s overcome
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| Careless of the other ones
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| Learn to live and learn to prey
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| Victories will make my day, make my day
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| To rise above the others
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| Got no fear, I count on me
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| Live off my own theory
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| Ignorance and rage’s my drive
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| Confidence will make my day, make my day
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| Try to discover
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| Where this all will lead
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| Try to pretend I’m on my own
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| What is mine?
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| What is honest?
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| Will I really be the next in line?
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| What has been a lie before
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| And I used to ignore
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| Now I’m ready to requestion it
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| What is life’s last reward
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| What is worth living for?
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| All that I have ever expected
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| All that I have ever desired
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| Wealth and wisdom, courage and beauty
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| Youth and brightness, tranquillity
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| Change is insecure, change is all unsure
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| There are always some pieces missing
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| There is always more to achieve
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| Power, strength and constant reliance
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| Happiness and richness with joy
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| How to reach the goal
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| And to keep them all
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| I prepared my fall
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| And I have tried
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| To pray to angels
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| And every time I looked
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| For change within
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| But there was that useless answer
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| For my discontented self:
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| «You cannot enforce it
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| But when the time is right
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| The change will come and suddenly
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| You let go and embrace your human flaws
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| And receive unfolding gifts»
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| Disappointment brings new drive
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| Old ambitions still alive
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| Keep on living for the win
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| Seek the challenge and begin from within, still
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| Rush about with company
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| Run away from memory,
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| Still I live and still I prey
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| Victories will make my day, make my day
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| Try to discover
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| Where this all will lead
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| Try to pretend I’m on my own
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| This is what I have become
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| To hate and recklessness I have succumb
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| This is how the conscience’s overcome
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| My trail has just begun
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| A strange disaster closed the door
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| Something reached me I was told before
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| Here at last there’s just a dead-end waiting
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| I feel transformed inside
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| A violet flame forever
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| Has touched my inner self-insight
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| I can let go, embrace my flaw
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| And now receive my gifts
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| A violet flame forever
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| Has touched my inner self-insight
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| I will let go, embrace my flaw
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| And now receive unfolding gifts
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| And I realized my faults
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| And I have embraced all my flaws
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| That have held me down
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| But now I have grown
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| A self-insight
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| A matter of time transforming |