| Everybody’s searching
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| Trying to find a reason to live in this world of fallen kingdoms
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| Looking for a little truth
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| 'Cause maybe just a little truth will get us through
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| So you find yourself believing you can jump into the deep end
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| And still survive, still survive
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| But you’re coming to the surface, getting back in focus
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| Bound to find your way back home
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| Everybody’s searching on
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| The devil’s so deceiving
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| You can almost hear him creeping, dancing around your soul
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| And trying his best to keep you from the truth
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| 'Cause he knows a little truth will get you through
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| So you hide there in the trenches building up defenses
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| To survive, just survive
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| But you’re coming to the surface, getting back in focus
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| Determined you can get back home
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| Everybody’s searching on
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| Life’s hard, why do we make it so hard?
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| It’s already hard, why do we make it so hard?
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| Coming to the surface, getting back in focus
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| Determined you can get back home
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| I know you’ll find your way back home
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| Everybody’s searching on |