| Take me higher, take me higher
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| I want to lose my sense of doubt
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| Shocked in the soul, in the blood and the bones
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| Shackle me not. |
| Not now
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| Shot with a broad head of a washed out scheme and high class catastrophe
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| Give me a reason to fight for you and I’ll fight till the death for free
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| Show in your own way how you will unite
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| All of the young and tried
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| Take me higher, take me higher
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| You’ll never lose my sense of doubt
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| Drenched in the wake of a sinking ship
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| I keep treading water and swimming farther
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| For fire. |
| Your fire
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| Prove to me it’s sound
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| All for the kids that’ll bury us all and cover the earth abound
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| Show in your own way how you will unite
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| All of the young and tried. |
| Try
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| I’m free to speak my mind
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| But it’s hard to waste my time
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| On cold black hearts that bleed green
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| Take me higher, take me higher
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| I want to lose my sense of doubt
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| I’m shocked in the soul, in the blood and the bones
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| Shackle me not. |
| Not now
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| Shot by a rogue, straight bearing of hate called a high class catastrophe
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| I’ve got millions of reasons to fight for peace and I’ll fight till the death
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| for free
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| Show in your own way how you will unite all of the young and tried. |
| Try |