| Stand up
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| But don’t keep the prison inside you
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| The gates will bust, you’ll break through
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| Just stabbing the back of your own crew
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| (Only take what you need to)
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| Stand up
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| What you do to yourself is a weakness
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| You’re so fucking numb you can’t see this
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| The things that went down aren’t a secret
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| Blinded by greed
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| Scraping myself up off of the floor (I wish the end was faster)
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| Maybe I deserve this but I don’t see you anymore
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| There’s people talkin' to me in my head (And I don’t know what they’re after)
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| Lost my motivation and I lost a lot of friends
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| I walked away when the shit got out of control
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| It was a sticky situation that was stealing my soul
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| Got in a whole lot of trouble and I lost my friends
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| I’m coming back from the dead again
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| Back from the dead again
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| You’re fucked
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| Maybe this shit does deserve you
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| The conflict is bigger than I knew
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| Your heart looks away, that’s what I’d do
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| (The chaos is coming)
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| You’re fucked
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| You burned every bridge now you’re desperate
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| They’re coming to camera will make you regret this
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| Get out while you can, take a long trip
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| (And know that you’re running)
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| Scraping myself up off of the floor (I wish the end was faster)
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| Maybe I deserve this but I don’t see you anymore
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| There’s people talkin' to me in my head (And I don’t know what they’re after)
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| Lost my motivation and I lost a lot of friends
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| I walked away when the shit got out of control
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| It was a sticky situation that was stealing my soul
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| Got in a whole lot of trouble and I lost my friends
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| I’m coming back from the dead again
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| Back from the dead again
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| Deflect your direction, there’s no hidden message
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| I know you have weakness that’s still in your mind
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| The chaos is coming, I can’t keep on running
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| I’m staring catastrophe right in the eye
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| Stand up
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| I walked away when the shit got out of control
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| It was a sticky situation that was stealing my soul
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| Got in a whole lot of trouble and I lost my friends
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| I’m coming back from the dead again
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| Back from the dead
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| I walked away when the shit got out of control
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| It was a sticky situation that was stealing my soul
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| Got in a whole lot of trouble and I lost my friends
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| I’m coming back from the dead again
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| Back from the dead again |