| Oh I've been contained
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| But there's a power to be set free
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| My love
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| Won't you just look in my eyes
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| See what lies behind the mirror of
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| A modern life don't suit my
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| My stripes
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| I've been waiting laying dormant for
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| Of this chain to let me go
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| In a modern life that don't suit, my stripes
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| My spirit used to tiptoe, oh
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| Look in my eyes
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| See what lies behind the mirror you
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| Look in my eyes
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| See a light that shines a different hue
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| In a modern life that don't suit, my stripes
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| You look in my eye
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| What do you find but a stranger staying there
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| Breathing, more alive
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| Than any life without danger laying there
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| You look in my eye
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| What do you find but a stranger staying there
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| Breathing, I'm more alive
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| And by your look you see danger laying here
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| You might be the first man down
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| You didn't see a queen, but you do right now
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| And I'm free to wear my heathen crown
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| I feel the power I've been saving, waiting so long
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| You might be the first man down
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| You didn't see a queen, but you do right now
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| And I'm free to wear my heathen crown
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| I feel the power I've been saving, waiting so long
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| Waiting so long
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| In a modern life that don't suit, my stripes |