| All the saints, the sinners, and greats
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| Have always surrendered in their time of fate
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| I’ll take my name and make history
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| Not being cowards they wanted for me. |
| I’ll retrace my steps
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| Find where I have fallen. |
| Bury those trenches. |
| Walking over with glory
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| All the saints (all the saints), the sinners, and greats
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| Will be gone (gone). |
| Gone one day
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| I will not abide to the times
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| Refusing to look up to someone with power
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| My bones are comparable. |
| But we are, covered in the storms
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| We live unbalanced. |
| Covered in the shadows
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| Born to be fools. |
| Adoring lost souls
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| All the saints (all the saints), the sinners, and greats
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| Will be gone (gone). |
| Gone one day |