| It’s a far flung dream to die in, we can’t wake up
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| And the scars we leave behind us
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| Aren’t enough to somehow free us
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| And the tragedy between us
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| Is a mountain we can’t climb, together
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| We keep getting lost inside the rhyme
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| Just don’t burn the bridges that you pass…
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| This is not the ending, just a start
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| Cause I burn
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| Everything’s something, yet your not above me
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| I’m under here bubbling, sweet the explosion sing
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| Witness the bitterness, shatter the beginning bliss
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| Only thing left to achieve is a reason to be free
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| Burn the bridges and try to tie the lies together
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| In verses of worship and pain, all that remains
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| You don’t own me, died in a dream
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| You don’t own me, or who I’m supposed to be
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| This reality, sobriety can leave you blind
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| Your insincerity can burn the bridge
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| You leave behind |