| The truth is they don’t give us much time
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| And it wears us down and keeps fueling the grind
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| We take our shots and shield our pride
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| We lift these stones with the fire inside
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| Burning through the maze we’re trying to get ahead
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| In a rat race chasing for our daily bread
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| There’s no finish line out there in the streets
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| Well, what if there’s something more than what your eyes believe
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| Now that I can see this light down the road
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| So far I know there’s something else
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| If I live or die, I know it won’t be easy
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| Past the gates of heaven and hell
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| It’s hard to know where it starts or ends
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| It’s the simple things that keep pulling us in
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| We own these chains that pull the weight
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| And our best just to dance with fate
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| And what if there’s no more than your heart can bleed
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| When the signs aren’t clear and it’s hard to breathe
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| And you’re so fed up with how it’s supposed to be
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| There’s gotta be something more than what your eyes believe
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| Now that I can see this light down the road
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| So far I know there’s something else
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| If I live or die, I know it won’t be easy
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| Past the gates of heaven and hell
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| Am I standing on hollow ground
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| 'Cause there’s nowhere left to run to now
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| And it’s taking its toll, it wears on my soul
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| I know there must be something else
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| Past the gates of heaven, past the gates of heaven
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| Past the gates of heaven and hell
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| Now that I can see this light down the road
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| So far I know there’s something else
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| If I live or die, I know it won’t be easy
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| Past the gates of heaven and hell |