| Well, you don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it You don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone
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| Separation of forces, a big bang in the universe
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| Bring forth the four horsemen, brotherhood is a fortress
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| Strong protection but the raw selection leaves your voice choiceless
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| We can move in all directions
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| Why can’t we see that the path we walk is free but still predestined?
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| I know it’s tough to understand, but every decision ever made
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| Is all part of the same plan
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| You take for granted what’s priceless
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| With my empirical will I’m saying move on to the lifeless
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| It’s all proof stood immunity
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| Come from all walks of life, you’re right without impunity
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| Musics are most dead as we know it But flow like portrait, the prodigal son has returned
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| Home, home, home, home
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| Home, home, home, home
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| The prodigal son has returned |