| Someone cried in the dead of the night
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| Was it me or was it just in my mind?
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| Reaching deep into the soil I find
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| I'm stirring awake a fury
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| Maybe I'm the only one who survived
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| Crawling out the dark and into the light
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| As I turn my face and look to the sky
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| A tear in my eye is forming
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| Shaking off all those heavy chains
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| Now I will find my own way
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| Turn in the ground underneath me and show what I am
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| Pushing and breaking my way from the hand of the man
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| Nothing to fill the air here now that I'm overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| When they try to leave me alone
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| Down into the dirt I go
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| But don't fight it
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| They were just giving me
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| The very thing I would need
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| Eh-eh-eh
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| Time will tell me what I can and cannot do
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| Who to be and do not be
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| It'll drive me to the grave
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| Then he's dead in the road, one step closer to home
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| Shaking off all those heavy chains
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| Now I will find my own way
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| Turn in the ground underneath me and show what I am
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| Pushing and breaking my way from the hand of the man
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| Nothing to fill the air here now that I'm overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| And I've been hiding for so long
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| With only darkness every day
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| I'm gonna crawl to the morning sun
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| And let it warm every part of me
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| And I've been hiding for so long
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| With only darkness every day
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| I'm gonna crawl to the morning sun
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| And let it warm every part of me
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| Turn in the ground underneath me and show what I am
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| Pushing and breaking my way from the hand of the man
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| Nothing to fill the air here now that I'm overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| Overgrown
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| Overgrown |