| Where did my brave side go?
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| T’was beaten by thieves
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| Who snatched with no hands
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| Said they promised to
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| Take us to enchanted lands
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| And I hope you understand
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| Like falling leaves
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| From the sky we’d never touch the ground
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| Why dare to shovel dreams that we have found
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| Tired of being gagged and bound
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| The hierarchy, the hierarchy you search for
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| The taste of bitter fruit
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| Your tongue was ready
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| You thought your sense astute
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| You saw us laugh while we
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| Were crying inside
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| Spittin blood just like a mudslide
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| It’s time to chance
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| Chance the dance you never
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| Thought you could do
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| My arms are open wide
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| A great bayoux
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| And I hope that so are you
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| When this hierarchy, the hierarchy you search for (it happens)
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| The hierarchy the hierarchy we search for (that's the)
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| The hierarchy the monarchy’s going to fall, and you want more, for?
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| Before you get bored
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| Look what you’ve done now
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| Is it worth the blood
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| We might only be here for a while
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| Where have you been
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| The child with the golden wings
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| I heard you sing
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| The child with those goddamn wings
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| Slaughter the skeletons from my soul |