| Oh my God we seem to’ve gone off course
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| We let the current drag us down too far
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| We tried to live amongst the broken hearts
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| But lived alone and’ve finally broken ours
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| We set a course for a new shore, saw everything we hoped for
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| We sweat and bled just to dream of the next war
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| Where did we let loose our reverie
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| And when’d the captain fall asleep?
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| We made a monster of Him, deserter of you
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| An imposter of me, bastard of our dreams
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| How did we drift so far out to sea
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| And why’d we ever take the wheel? |
| Now we’re screaming
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| Oh my God we seem to’ve gone off course
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| We let the current drag us down too far
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| We tried to live amongst the broken hearts
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| We lived alone and’ve finally broken ours
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| There, in the distance, I can see shimmering faces
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| Beautiful liars say that royal is perfect
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| You can see their flaws until you forget the verses
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| A mask can hide only what’s on the surface
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| Where did we go wrong?
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| We made a monster of Him, deserter of you
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| An imposter of me, bastard of our dreams
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| How did we drift so far out to sea
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| And why’d we ever take the wheel?
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| Finally I’ve got a place to call my own
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| I’d rather die than to give up control
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| No one’s voice here is louder
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| Or head here is taller
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| Or vision is brighter than my own
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| Finally I’ve got a place to call my own
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| I’d rather die than to give up control
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| No one’s voice here is louder
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| Or head here is taller
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| Or vision is brighter than my own
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| I’d rather die than to give up control
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| I’d rather die than to give up control
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| I’d rather die than to give up control
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| Why the hell did we ever take the wheel?
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| Oh my God we seem to’ve gone off course
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| We let the current drag us down too far
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| We tried to live amongst the broken hearts
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| We lived alone and’ve finally broken ours |