| The truth will set you free.
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| Glancing around the room
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| But everyone’s so hollow. |
| Where did all the people go?
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| What resides now is this perception of vertigo.
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| I’ve ascended so high
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| And I would love to come back down.
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| Plant my feet back on the ground.
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| With these lights turned down low I’ll get through this nice and slow.
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| The truth will set you free.
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| Ardently searching, but all the masses do is follow.
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| Apprehensive of the sea, but these waters remain shallow.
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| This bond has been cut dry.
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| My aim is true.
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| Those tired out words you shout somehow rang true.
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| The truth will set you free.
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| Questioning rigorously, but all the masses do is follow.
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| Apprehensive of the sea, but these waters remain shallow.
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| Running up a slippery slope, but we’re standing on the gallows.
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| Never knowing how arduous these times are destined to be.
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| Grinding hard to comprehend all that we come to bear.
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| Constraints in life can break you down at times.
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| In due time the truth will set me free.
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| I’m still striving to find my place in this world.
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| Grateful for the chances I’ve been given. |