| The little bit of what we have is not enough
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| We always wanted more from the sun
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| To find the meaning in the paradox
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| Before we all turn into dust
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| These heavy weights on my shoulder
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| No, I can’t bare them on me no more
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| Oh, I can’t wait any longer
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| To see our bodies grow stronger
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| One day we all will bare iron veins
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| For all the pain our hearts couldn’t contain
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| And so we’ll finally emancipate
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| Away from all our weakness
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| The day that we’ll be made of iron veins
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| We will remember of what our pain is made
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| And so we’ll finally emancipate
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| Away from the world weakness
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| The little bit of what we know is not enough
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| So we resign to live through love
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| Or own a bit of soil from this earth
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| And wish for the better tomorrow
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| These burning aches in my heart
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| They’re tearing me all apart
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| Oh, how I wish we could restart
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| And build a land without sorrow
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| One day we all will bare iron veins
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| For all the pain our hearts couldn’t contain
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| And so we’ll finally emancipate
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| Away from all our weakness
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| The day that we’ll be made of iron veins
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| We will remember our pain is made
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| And so we’ll finally emancipate
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| Away from all our weakness |