| We were born into daylight
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| We’ll be buried at dusk
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| Once, our engines were flawless
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| And now we’re covered in rust
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| I am tired of waiting
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| For my ship to come in
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| If we sink to the bottom
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| Won’t have to learn how to swim
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| And we will fight against the tide
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| Rolling under side by side
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| And if our lungs give out
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| We will breathe without
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| And heaven’s gates will open wide
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| Everyday is a struggle
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| From the trough to the crest
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| Waves keep crashing forever
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| And only death brings us rest
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| Sometimes we drift on the current
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| Sometimes we wrestle the rip
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| If I’m not waving but drowning
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| Promise to not lose your grip
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| And we will fight against the tide
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| Rolling under side by side
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| And if our lungs give out
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| We will breathe without
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| And heaven’s gates will open wide
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| In the garden of Eden
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| We were given a choice
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| Whether righteous or wicked
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| Follow the sound of my voice (x8)
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| And we will fight against the tide
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| Rolling under side by side
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| And if our lungs give out
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| We will breathe without
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| And heaven’s gates will open wide |