| Follow me to solace and safety
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| Over the tar-blackened river and past the gleaming yellow eyes
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| I hope I’m right this time
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| I can’t lose any more of you tonight
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| They’re trusting me to lead them
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| But they don’t know
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| I’m just running from my fear
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| Are they catching on yet
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| Let’s change our course
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| I’m putting all that I’ve got into my last resort
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| Can I count on you to make it work
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| Peril and risk prowling around every corner
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| Sudden death rushing at us from behind the clouds
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| Danger and threat stalking weary stragglers
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| Keeping us on the very tips of our toenails
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| The enemy has been on our scent for days
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| Only miles away from revenge they crave
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| There has got to be a way
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| To cover our tracks
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| Or what happens when we stop running
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| I can’t be too panicked to protect
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| Tell me, when we opened your eyes
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| Did we kill you or save your life
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| I thought we’d never break away
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| From the city of the snares
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| Always fighting to forget
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| Choking out their memories
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| I was almost intimidated by their sleek exteriors
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| But the truth’s they were baited with the best
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| They claimed they had no choices left
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| What value does gilded useless armor have
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| When you finally need to fight
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| Stop with this show
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| And repeat the pathetic blind surrender
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| We may be outnumbered
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| We’re not oblivious
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| We are not cowards
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| Like every one of them
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| So why am I still plagued
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| With apprehension
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| Hopelessness
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| Guilt and shame
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| In spite of myself
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| I wonder regretfully
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| When we opened your eyes
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| Did we save your life
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| How the hell did any of us survive
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| Peril and risk dominating the night
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| Sudden death rushing at us from behind the clouds
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| Danger and threat stalking weary stragglers
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| Keeping us on the very tips of our toenails
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| When the casualties outweigh survivors
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| Is that when I’ll know I’ve been defeated
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| While the passive deny, we act on acceptance
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| Did we save you or did we kill you
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| The dread and turmoil now behind us
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| An uncertain leader
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| We’re just fortunate
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| To have gotten through it all
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| We’re chasing utopia at the top of the world
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| I can see it now—home
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| We’re almost there |