| Beware the serpents in the leaves
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| And their deception
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| An outstretched hands closed to a fist
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| Becomes a weapon
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| I see the damage they have done
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| I see the battle’s just begun
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| I know the answer lies inside
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| I feel it when I close my eyes
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| Through disaster and decay
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| Survive to fight another day
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| When there’s no time for you to question
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| Every single step you take
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| Press on, and trust in your instincts
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| Trust in your instincts
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| Break down the barriers of fear
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| And superstition
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| Listen to your primal past
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| And intuition
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| You’ll see the damage they have done
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| You’ll see the war is never won
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| You’ll know the answer lies inside
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| You’ll feel it when you close your eyes
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| Through disaster and decay
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| Survive to fight another day
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| When there’s no time for you to question
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| Every single step you take
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| Press on, and trust in your instincts
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| Kill or be killed (stand and fight)
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| Sink or swim (run and hide)
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| The answer lies within
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| Through disaster and decay
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| Survive to fight another day
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| When there’s no time for you to question
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| Every single step you take
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| Press on, and trust in your instincts |