| On my way to a dark horizon
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| Struggle is my name
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| Disgrace is yet to find me
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| But I see it every day
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| Damn all your little voices
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| My kingdoms whisper a prayer for you
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| God help me, I am moving mountains
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| Or else you’re gonna get away again
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| Look up to the blackened sky
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| Decide when it’s time to feel it
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| I see this heading for disaster
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| Shadows coming at my dreaming
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| Why can’t I feel it?
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| I see this opened up the bleeding
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| Cut the part that keeps me breathing
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| But I’m still feeling
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| What do you say
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| To the ghosts that follow
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| Do you pray for sweet escape?
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| What remains of the life you waste
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| And did you live another day?
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| Damn all your little voices
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| My kingdoms whisper a prayer for you
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| God help me, I am moving mountains
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| Or else you’re gonna get away again
|
| Look up to the blackened sky
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| Decide when it’s time to feel it
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| I see this heading for disaster
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| Shadows coming at my dreaming
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| Why can’t I feel it?
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| I see this opened up the bleeding
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| Cut the part that keeps me breathing
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| But I’m still feeling
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| I see this heading for disaster
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| Shadows coming at my dreaming
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| Why can’t I feel it?
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| I see this opened up the bleeding
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| Cut the part that keeps me breathing
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| But I’m still feeling |