| Believe in the impossible
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| Dreaming about the ashes
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| Like a wick that burns in a candle
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| I see through you
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| Building an illusion, your fort of no remorse
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| Realize you will never meet your own again
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| End, the future for the man who told this tale
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| When the dead can’t speak
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| When your words don’t mean a thing
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| Itís a dangerous illness, you will never return from
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| Forget about your holy place
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| Forced upon my mind
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| They decide what’s right
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| I, I must take this back
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| How dare you speak your mind?
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| How could you forget?
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| Forget your holy place
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| They decide what’s right
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| And how dare you breed, when your vision is tunneled
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| Forget about your holy place
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| Forced into my mind
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| How dare you speak your mind
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| How dare you breed, when your vision in tunneled
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| This is not a compromise
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| This is not your choice
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| This is my holy place
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| I created my own
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| My own
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| How dare you speak your mind?
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| How could you forget?
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| And how dare you breed, when your vision is tunneled
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| Forget about your holy place
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| Forced into my mind
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| Holy place
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| This is my sanctuary
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| A godless mind
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| Scared to fall into the same path again
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| Undivided hate
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| Maybe it will be different this time
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| But then I stare and I disappear again
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| Scared to fall into the same path again
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| Suppressing my thoughts, erase my orbit
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| Please, please just hold my hand
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| Disappear down beneath
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| Give yourself to the ground
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| Dig, drag your hands in the dirt
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| Fill the space under your shallow nails
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| let it all go, before it happens to you
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| Dig, drag your hands in the dirt
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| Fill the space under your shallow nails |