| We all know that feeling
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| When phantoms and shadows make reality dreary
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| But don’t let them conquer you
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| Don’t let them shatter you
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| Some say when you disappear, there’s a golden cathedral there
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| And all the choir children sing your name
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| And they glue you back together again
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| We all know that feeling
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| When someone gets you wrong
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| And they don’t know you from Adam
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| We’ve all judged and been judged on
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| Some will lend a hand and your world falls off their table
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| And your body gives in
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| But don’t let them conquer you
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| Don’t let them shatter you
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| Some say when you disappear, there’s a golden cathedral there
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| And all the choir children sing your name
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| And they glue you back together again
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| So don’t let them conquer you
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| Don’t let them shatter you
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| Don’t let them conquer you
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| Don’t let them shatter you
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| Some say when you disappear, there’s a golden cathedral there
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| And all the choir children sing your name |