| Face to face, we’ve come from lands undone.
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| We bend and twist this broken mess, yet to see the sun.
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| And now soon you’ll see the glory.
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| And I’m proof of living dead.
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| DESTROY WHAT YOU’VE BUILT, GIVE UP THE WILL
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| (Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood strong.
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| Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood strong.
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| Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood tall.
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| Just listen to what I say.)
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| This is how we live. |
| This is what we breathe.
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| And it’s insulting to my face.
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| It’s something I’ll take under my wing,
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| I will fly until I sing this free. |
| (Stop, surrender to fate.)
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| A servant to your dreams, this blood will spill.
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| Ruining your dreams that I despise,
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| I will not strike 'til I see the whites of your eyes.
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| And only then you’ll feel the fury.
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| And I’m proof of living dead
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| DESTROY WHAT YOU’VE BUILT, GIVE UP THE WILL
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| (Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood strong.
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| Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood strong.
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| Trust me, 'cause so far I’ve stood tall.
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| Just listen to what I say.)
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| This is how we live. |
| This is what we breathe.
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| And it’s insulting to my face.
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| It’s something I’ll take under my wing,
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| I will fly until I sing this free. |
| (Stop, surrender to fate.)
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| A servant to your dreams, this blood will, blood will spill.
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| This is the one that is the answer to our lives.
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| Look ahead, and even if this never works,
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| (I'll be) satisfied with every motion.
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| And now I am sure I was right.
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| This is how we live. |
| This is what we breathe.
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| And it’s insulting to my face.
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| It’s something I’ll take under my wing,
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| I will fly until I sing this free. |
| (Stop, surrender to fate.)
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| A servant to your dreams, this blood will
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| Destroy what you’ve built, give up the will.
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| Destroy what you’ve built, give up the will.
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| Give up the will |