| A thousand smiling faces
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| Could not hold back your tears
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| Perpetual indifference
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| To the brunt held by your peers
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| Understanding what it’ll cost
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| Your perspective is forever lost
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| These excuses will exhaust
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| Even you, my fingers are crossed
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| This is my grand reasoning
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| This is how I welcome the end
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| You swing a terrible truth
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| Much like an axe
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| Hoping to chop down
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| The forest of facts
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| I now understand
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| What we must do on our own
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| A yoke made of iron
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| We’ll reshape to a throne
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| This reasoning is engraved
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| With the verses of conquering words
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| This reasoning is what we have
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| We are left to our own accord
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| There were no spoils of war to be shared
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| Yet you horded the loot that we spared
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| You cannot claim a title that needs to be earned
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| And this is the lesson you refuse to learn
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| So take your sluggard decree
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| That smeared your own name
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| Back to the place where we started
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| Before this campaign
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| Holding a bittersweet grudge
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| That would smother your flame
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| This reasoning judge
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| You got only yourself to blame |