| Declining, all color fading
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| Defining, time coming for me
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| Rescinding, my inspiration
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| Receding consciousness
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| Back in the day, I can recall that
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| My thoughts were unclouded and sage
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| There was no black staining the walls of my memories
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| Now there’s a haze pushing me sideways
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| And leaving me nothing to gain
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| Taking me back, locking me cold in disparity
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| Where was I meant to be?
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| I feel I’m lost in a dream
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| Long for the day I can be myself
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| When I’m free
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| When my sun has set
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| Released my soul forever
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| I’ll have no regret
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| To be free
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| I’ll exist again
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| No more lost endeavors
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| Nothing to contend
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| When I’m free
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| Color declines, all that defines me
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| Is falling away, far behind
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| Nothing to keep me with the time, the here and now
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| Where am I meant to be?
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| I feel I’m lost in a dream
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| Yearning again only to be myself
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| When I’m free
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| When my sun has set
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| Released my soul forever
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| I’ll have no regret
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| To be free
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| I’ll exist again
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| No more lost endeavors
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| Nothing to contend
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| When I’m free
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| Time is just a concept
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| And always the first thing to fade
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| Agony and weakness
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| Nothing we can never evade
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| Years are cruel, they break us
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| Bringing on decay and despair
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| Awareness and perception
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| Something we can never repair
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| Cure me, free me, help me, see me
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| No more worry, no more losing
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| Save me, near me, help me, hear me
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| No more heartache, no misery
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| Cure me, free me, help me, see me
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| No more worry, no agony
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| Save me, near me, help me, hear me
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| No more heartache, no despairing (We despair)
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| Cure me, free me, help me, see me
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| No more worry, no repairing (No repair)
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| Freedom for me is all I’m really wanting, needing
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| Give me power to break out
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| I can’t hold on for any longer
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| My time has come to end it all
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| No one to blame, fate’s only random
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| It’s nothing we’ll ever explain
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| So it remains
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| Where was I meant to be?
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| I feel I’m lost in a dream
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| Long for the day I can be myself
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| Free
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| When will I be unleashed?
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| It’s not the way it should be
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| Yearning again only to be myself
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| When I’m free
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| Unleash my consciousness
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| When I’m free
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| When my sun has set
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| Released my soul forever
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| I’ll have no regret
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| To be free
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| I’ll exist again
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| No more lost endeavors
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| Nothing to contend
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| When I’m free |