| They call me coward, they call me fake
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| Searching for reasons to keep up their hate
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| But I am gone to a place where I’m alone
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| Where I feel home
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| This is my exile
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| Being alone is a pleasure, a privilege
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| Keeping all people away from my feelings
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| Surrounded by nothing, finally feeling free
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| But still missing something
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| When will I feel more than nothing
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| When will I be myself again
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| If not here where will I ever get the chance
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| To be like I want to be
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| Now I know I’m not alone
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| Please take my hand
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| Cause I know why we all need our exile
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| While I was searching through the pictures that
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| Should show myself
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| I just saw some memories of people that I don’t know
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| Acting friendly, acting like they would care
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| But still I feel like I’ve ever been in the wrong place
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| Now I know I’m not alone
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| Please take my hand
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| Cause I know why we all need our exile
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| There are more than me
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| We are more than just a silenced minority
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| Together we are stronger than anything
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| We are, one family
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| This is our exile
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| You are not alone
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| Raise up your voice
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| Raise up your fist
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| We are one massive wave
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| We raise up our voices
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| Raise up our fists
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| We will be heard
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| Now I know, I’m not alone
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| Cause I know why we need our exile
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| Cause I know why we all need our exile
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| Now I know, I’m not alone
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| Please take my hand
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| Cause I know why
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| Cause I know why
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| Exile |