| Every fear is manifesting
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| A coward stands before me
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| Transparent, I feel there’s nothing I can do
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| I can’t stand idly by
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| There are no whites in his eyes
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| Only in a child’s fist as a tear falls from the sky
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| These embers turn to ashes, these ashes turn to dust!
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| These ashes turn to dust!
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| What would you want me to do?
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| What would you want me to do?
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| I am the man now we are family through and through
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| You’ll never understand that the bottle’s taken over you
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| Take another sip, take another sip
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| When you’re feeling down I hope you drown in it
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| Take another sip, take another sip
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| I hope you fucking drown in it
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| And now a boy cries out
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| Cries for his brother’s hand
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| Together they have the strength of a thousand men!
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| Get the fuck up!
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| Show me what the fuck your new hope!
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| My body is still
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| My eyes are closed
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| My bones are heavy
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| My senses go numb
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| A soul deprived of the chance to live
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| Haunting memories, suppressed and dismissed
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| Under watching eye, her wings were stripped as you stood by
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| When the Almighty won’t make a stand
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| I’ll take things into my own hands
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| When the Almighty won’t make a stand
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| I’ll take things into my own hands
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| The door bursts open splintering into wooden bits
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| Revealing his hands held tight around her wrists
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| Time stands still for now everything has slowed down
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| It’s not what I call love
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| We have no common ground
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| This is a vicious cycle no one should live inside of
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| No one should live inside of
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| It’s not what I call love
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| Swinging blindly in the dark
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| A son’s promise unspoken
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| The dastard flees the scene bleeding, beaten, bruised and broken
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| Bleeding, beaten, bruised and broken
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| Bleeding, beaten, bruised and broken
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| My body is still
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| My eyes are closed
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| My bones are heavy
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| My senses go numb
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| A soul deprived of the chance to live
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| Haunting memories, suppressed and dismissed |