| The plot was lost or so I found, I went in search of higher
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| Ground
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| But my head was in the clouds, chasing dragons
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| I thought I could fly on wings of desire, didn’t realise how
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| Far I could fall
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| How low I could crawl
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| Snakes and ladders, a world of snakes and ladders, snakes and ladders
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| I was shouting too loud, king of the crowd, a victim of my
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| Vanity, too proud
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| I never saw it coming
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| I was blinded by light but the vision had died, I’d forgotten
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| In time just what I was fighting for
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| I’d forgotten who’s side I was on, the difference between
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| Right and wrong
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| I was out of my depth, going out of my mind, going down in
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| A field where no prisoners are taken, no quarter is given
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| The writing was small, it burned on the wall, I’d sold out
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| My soul for what it was worth
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| I’d lost the plot, my number was up, the game was over
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| Snakes and ladders, a world of snakes and ladders, snakes
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| And ladders |