| We are but captives, we are deceased
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| We know that one day we will be free
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| We are but captives, we are deceased
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| We know that one day we will be free
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| I’ve seen it again and again
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| We just have to close the door
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| And we can’t ever let them in
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| You got what you wanted
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| You got what you wanted so just go
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| And I can’t make a single noise
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| So what do you have to lose?
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| You got what you wanted
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| Subject to the judgment of a fool
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| You got what you wanted so just go
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| Am I meant to follow? |
| What is it to lead?
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| The tone of a steady voice or
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| The sound of a piercing scream?
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| The dirt under my fingernails
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| Tells of the grave I’m digging
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| And I know there’s something out there
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| That I have to see that’s haunting me
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| See that’s haunting me
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| We’ll kill the parasite that lingers in our skin
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| The loss of appetite but you got what you wanted
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| We’ll kill the parasite that lingers in our skin
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| The loss of appetite but you got what you wanted
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| Am I meant to follow? |
| What is it to lead?
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| The tone of a steady voice or
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| The sound of a piercing scream?
|
| The dirt under my fingernails
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| Tells of the grave I’m digging
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| And I know there’s something out there
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| That I have to see that’s haunting me
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| See that’s haunting me
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| They’ll never know, they’ll never know
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| I’m not exactly what they wanted
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| The man they thought I was began to die
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| We just have to close the door
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| We can’t ever let them in
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| You got what you wanted
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| Now you’ll find somewhere to begin
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| We are but captives, we are deceased
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| We know that one day we will be free
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| We are but captives, we are deceased
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| We know that one day we will be free
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| The dirt under my fingernails
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| Tells of the grave I’m digging
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| And I know there’s something out there
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| That I have to see, see that’s haunting me
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| See that’s haunting me, see that’s haunting me |