| Once I had my heroes, once I had my dreams
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| But all of that is changed now, you took things inside out
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| The truth is not that comfortable, no
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| And mother taught us patience, the virtues of restrain
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| And father taught us bounderies beyond which we must go
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| To find a secret promised to us, yeah
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit fights to find it’s way
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| A friend of mine once told me, his one and only aim
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| To build a giant castle and live inside his name
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| Crying, whispering, singing from within
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit fights to find it’s way
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| Tonight the sky is empty but that is nothing new
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| 'Cause their eyes look upon us and they tell me
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| We’re nothing but slaves
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver, just slaves
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver |