| Find a piece of land, a million demands
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| And try to make it once again
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| A piece of land to make it a plan
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| Always trying to be one with the making
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| Waiting for a statement, how will I know
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| It wasn’t my engagement, the scars just grows
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| Such a slave and a sucker for observation
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| Just let it pass, no questions asked
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| Decide and try to find, a step behind
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| A shape that will assure you how
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| The essence is defined, it takes no disguise
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| Don’t wanna see yourself in no trouble
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| It comes to an end
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| With my trust in hand
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| Please let me stand
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| With all my perception
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| I let myself wait
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| From all the infection
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| That comes in my way
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| Like a swarm
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| Under pressure, too many times
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| I can barely fight it back
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| No intentions, no obsessions
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| That can change my mind
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| It comes to an end
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| With my trust in hand
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| Please let me stand
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| With all my perception
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| I let myself wait
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| From all the infection
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| That comes in my way
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| This is my life and I’m still amazed
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| I should have turned and walked all over
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| This is my life and I’ve now prevailed
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| And reached my goal
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| This is my time cause it’s all erased
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| This is my time and I’m turning to you
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| It makes me strive in a conscious way
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| But not alone
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| Confusing directions
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| Were running my state
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| From all the infection
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| That comes in my way
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| With all my perception
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| I let myself wait |