| The harder I fall, the more that I know
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| The longer I hide, the more that I show
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| The further I climb, the higher the sky
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| When you let it slide, I’ll be ready to forgive in a blink
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| I don’t think, just move on instinct
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| The deeper you sink, the further the brink
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| The deeper you sink, the further the brink
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| No leader at all, truth be told I prefer a second
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| All we’ll leave behind is a sense of passing time
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| It’s not all that’s left to find is a of dreams all mine
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| The harder I push, the more that I look
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| The years that it took, to be understood
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| And the harder I strive, the more that I
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| The hunger that I hide is more than I
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| And the longer I go, the more I choke
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| The hands on my throat, I have been waiting for
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| The harder I pull, the more that I
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| I know that I will, the more that I
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| To think that I thought, the further I walk
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| The closer I’d stalk, to what I look for
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| We head to the water, lambs to the slaughter
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| Yes I let it fall
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| But I’ll be back one day to set all of my scores
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| I don’t soar, but move in the doors of history hordes
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| I’m lost in it all
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| The moment I pause, I fall to the floor so stick to the cause
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| I’ll be back one day back wanting to stop
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| All we leave behind is a sense of passing time
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| It’s not all that’s left to find is a of dreams all mine
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| The harder I push, the more that I look
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| The years that it took, to be understood
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| And the harder I strive, the more that I
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| The hunger that I hide is more than I
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| And the longer I go, the more I choke
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| The hands on my throat, I have been waiting for
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| The harder I pull, the more that I
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| I know that I will, the more that I
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| (Oooooooh)
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| The harder I
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| The years that it took
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| And the harder I strive the more that I
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| The hunger that I hide is more than I
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| And the longer I go
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| The hands on my throat
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| The harder I pull the more that I
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| That I know that I will the more that I |