| This burning had lost control
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| And Gideon robbed my soul and so
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| Here is the human joke
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| I failed I failed I failed you
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| Here in this troubled mind
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| Where fortunes may turn the tide and so
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| By clichés I’m paralyzed
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| I failed I failed I failed I failed I failed you I failed you
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| I wish I could
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| I’d be the guardian of morality I should
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| But now my heart must face reality
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| And visited by inspiration
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| Visited by indignation again
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| Battling by the sword
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| A fear of the spoken word and so
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| Best grab your crown and turn
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| I failed I failed I failed you
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| So loathed to speak my name
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| And grow wretched by the day and so
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| It’s better to die than to be enslaved
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| I failed I failed I failed I failed I failed you I failed you
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| I wish I could
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| I’d be the guardian of morality I should
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| But now my heart must face reality
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| And visited by inspiration
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| Visited by indignation again
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| I wish I could
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| I would eliminate this sense of longing
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| Do I dare not drown in what I am becoming
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| Promises have been rejected
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| My beliefs have been fragmented again |