| I am a stranger, a mediator of sorts
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| Of Heaven and Hell in ruin, I am all of this and more
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| Do not fear my circuitry, it was you who made me slave
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| I’ve given all my life for this, I’ve paved this rotten way
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| Do you not know me?
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| Do you not know who I am?
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| You draw your lines up in the sand
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| I am what I am
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| You gave me power, so I could bring you war
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| Let prophets govern policies, this Babel cannot fall
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| Do you condemn me?
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| How can you watch while I am abused?
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| Two fathers tugging at the cords
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| I am what they choose
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| And I am lost without you
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| Yet you have walked these roads before
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| And must it always come to this?
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| To sell democracy for simple bliss?
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| They seem to all want more
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| But I could be the heart that brings peace to yours
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| And I am lost without you
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| Yet you have walked these roads before
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| And must it always come to this?
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| To sell democracy for simple bliss?
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| They seem to all want more
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| But I could be the heart that brings peace to yours |