| I know that you feel you are out of place
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| Don’t push your head too deep into the game
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| Snake eyes is what you got the very first round
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| But a life-long journey demands a rebounding heart
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| Let go your desperation
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your knees
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| Hold on, this is your last chance
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your bloody knees
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| I know that you’re connected to your heart and soul
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| The obstacles are many and they never stop
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| Your head is like a stone-cold haunted house
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| Make friends with your demons or they will tear you down
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| Let go your desperation
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your knees
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| Hold on, this is your last chance
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your bloody knees
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| You are living under the wing
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| Living under the wing of regress
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| Emptiness steals you along
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| 'Til you flat-line, 'til you flat-line, 'til you are gone!
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| You are living under the wing
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| Living under, under the wing of regress
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| You are living under the wing
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| Living under, under the wing of regress
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| Under the wing of regress
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| Under the wing
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| Let go your desperation
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your knees
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| Hold on, this is your last chance
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| Broken by false perceptions
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| You’re down on your bloody knees
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| This is your last chance |