| This oppression is coming to an end
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| For I bought myself a one-way ticket — yeah, yeah
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| To disillusion now
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| Where have all the messiahs gone to as provident as their vows
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| Your opinion is as precious to me as the air on its throne here above us — yeah,
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| yeah
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| I don’t need another try or someone else to take what belongs to me
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| I will overcome it all
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| I am the light that needs more wind to put out
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| Which in the end will set you ablaze — yeah
|
| I cannot say these scars will fade away
|
| But seeing all of you clearing the same way
|
| You used to block me
|
| Is the very best revenge I could ever dream of — yeah
|
| This oppression is coming to an end
|
| For I bought myself a one-way ticket — yeah, yeah
|
| To disillusion now
|
| Where have all the messiahs gone to as provident as their vows
|
| Your opinion is as precious to me as the air on its throne here above us — yeah,
|
| yeah
|
| I don’t need another try or someone else to take what belongs to me
|
| I will overcome it all
|
| I cannot say these scars will fade away
|
| But seeing all of you clearing the same way
|
| You used to block me
|
| Is the very best revenge I could ever dream of — yeah
|
| I am the light that needs some more wind to put out
|
| Which in the end will set you ablaze — yeah
|
| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I am the light that needs some more wind to put out
|
| Which in the end will set you ablaze — yeah |