| Welcome home
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| While away
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| They have tampered with the locks
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| And your things they rearranged
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| «We propose a better way»
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| Said the note they left behind
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| In their wake of disarray
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| You fell in place
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| Don’t fall asleep
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| They’ll find us here
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| I know a place to disappear
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| As a voice proclaimed
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| What we are is the sum of a thousand lies
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| What we know is almost nothing at all
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| But we are what we are till the day we die
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| Or till we don’t have the strength to go on
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| Till we don’t have the strength to go on
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| Let us cry
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| Let us be
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| Let us open up our hearts
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| Without fear of anything
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| Faith alone
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| Is all we need
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| To traverse this burning bridge
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| Now before it gets too late you claim «it's fine»
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| But the heart reveals
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| What smiles betray
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| Your sad sad eyes gave you away
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| And don’t you know?
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| What we are is the sum of a thousand lies
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| What we know is almost nothing at all
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| But we are what we are till the day we die
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| Or till we don’t have the strength to go on
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| Till we don’t have the strength to go on
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| Our shoulders bear an awful weight
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| But still we trudge on just the same
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| Our colors run then leave a stain
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| They blacken our once honest name
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| But how can we argue? |
| Tell me
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| Over the fury and the fire
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| How many times can we tell you that we
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| Are not like you, we see right through
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| Your poor disguise that fails to fool
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| The wary eye that’s trained on you
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| What we are is the sum of a thousand lies
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| What we know is almost nothing at all
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| But we are what we are till the day we die
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| Or till we don’t have the strength to go on
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| Till we don’t have the strength to go on |