| What you’re feeling, it’s nothing new
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| And it’s always something
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| So what is wrong with you?
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| We find ourselves here, stuck inside
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| A never ending nightmare
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| Just trying to survive
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| All the roads away from here are blocked or burned beyond repair
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| The one way left to go is out but no one really cares
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| Pieces of us always in bloom
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| Covering the walls of empty rooms
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| Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
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| By others' influence on you
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| We can not go back but we’ll go through
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| Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
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| The sum of all the pieces’ll have to do
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| Till we create the world anew
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| Fortunes are few and far between
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| Yet so many still believe that
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| One day that could be me
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| Misled by all these transplanted dreams
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| By free market values
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| And a just-world fallacy
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| Faithfully I wish to be the one to save this world from evil
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| But I’m only me and we need everyone for this
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| Pieces of us always in bloom
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| Covering the walls of empty rooms
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| Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
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| By others' influence on you
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| We can not go back but we’ll go through
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| Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
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| The sum of all the pieces’ll have to do
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| Till we create the world anew
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| This is what they always do
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| And all it takes to quiet you
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| Is promise of a better view when you have paid your dues
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| All the roads away from here are blocked or burned beyond repair
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| The one way left to go is out but no one really cares
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| Pieces of us always in bloom
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| Covering the walls of empty rooms
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| Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
|
| By others' influence on you
|
| We can not go back but we’ll go through
|
| Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
|
| The sum of all the pieces’ll have to do
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| Till we create the world anew
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| Pieces of us always in bloom
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| Covering the walls of empty rooms
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| Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
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| By others' influence on you
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| We can not go back but we’ll go through
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| Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
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| The sum of all the pieces’ll have to do
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| Till we create the world anew |