| Things can change
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| In the pouring rain
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| From the shadows
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| See it towering
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| Half the light
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| Can fade away
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| Face your shadow
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| Then you follow it
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| You follow it
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| You follow it
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| Half the light
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| Can fade away
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| Face your shadow
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| Then you follow it
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| They teach you to heed the word of a god who has never spoken
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| To fear breaking the law when it’s already broken
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| That to feel is to be weak, to suppress emotion
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| So no one sees you had a heart 'till your chest is open
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| They got you hating who you are, to sell you pills and fiction
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| Reachin' for the stars when you were born up there with 'em
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| Addicted to the news, views, superstitions
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| To keep the visionaries glued to their televisions
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| They want you busy stepping to the right side of history
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| To keep you from the inside of history
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| Give everyone a voice
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| But leash 'em wit the mic cord
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| Feed you things to fight about
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| Instead of things to fight for
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| Teach you everything you want
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| But nothing you need
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| That everything’s got a price
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| And nothing is free
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| They’ll turn everything to nothing
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| Then make you believe
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| That everything is under control
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| And there’s nothing to see
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| No more lessons please
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| Take me back to zero
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| No more teachers, no more prophets, no more heroes
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| No more lessons please
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| Now I see, the question to all answers
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| Will only bring me to my knees
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| And back to zero |