| Fail to hit the page
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| Towering in silence straining thoughs
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| To create
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| There’s no safe words
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| There’s no stasis
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| There’s no fixing the broken places
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| I see just one more chance for redemption
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| A selfless child’s dream of ascension
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| End the fight
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| Before the fight ends you
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| This could be the day
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| Things only fall in the hands we raise
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| End the fight
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| Before the fight ends you
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| Of all the lies I’ve told
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| This is the least untrue
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| All the pictures didn’t change but the poeple in them did
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| Monuments don’t always crumble
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| When the pillars have
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| Maybe the light is fading
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| As the tunnel closes in
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| But who are you to see this
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| As this journey just begins
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| Forgetting nothing
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| Forgiving so much less
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| The devil you thought you never knew
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| Is now the one that knows you the best
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| Now end the fight
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| End the fight
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| Before the fight ends you
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| This could be the day
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| Things only fall in the hands we raise
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| End the fight
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| Before the fight ends you
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| Of all the lies I’ve told
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| This is the least untrue
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| I try to forget yesterday
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| When I’m living through today
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| And I don’t know what tomorrow brings
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| Or what it might take away
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| Forgetting nothing
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| Forgiving so much less
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| The devil you thought you never knew
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| Is now the one that you know the best
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| Now end the fight |