| Awake, with a warm sweat pouring over me
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| How great it is to feel that you’re alive!
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| I’m no hero; |
| I’m just trying to play the role
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| But, I will never forget that night they stood in line on the bridge
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| To fulfill their purpose and we were right on time
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| And in the storms full rage, let the bodies rain
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| And we could only keep moving forward, and your face is blurred
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| Meanwhile, she sleeps with her own dreams
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| And never stirs, and never wakes
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| Will I ever make it to see the point?
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| The storm sounds so real as the tires squeal
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| And the bodies rain down on us
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| Lost, I’ve lost myself in all of this
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| The world I knew before no longer exists
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| I see the point to be the record of this tragedy
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| Glass shatters, mind open wide
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| Mind wonders, open your eyes
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| Glass shatters, mind wonders, OPEN YOUR EYES
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| And I awoke just before I died |