| You caught the will of god in an iron fist
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| And pressed it into your breast pocket
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| With all the shining bits of permanence
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| That you’d been chipping away at
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| And you felt secure like you were promised
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| You were finally sure
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| That the reason for all this leaving
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| Was love and nothing more
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened
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| Cut neck
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| Casually keeping up with
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| Killing it
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| That’s what you call it,
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| What you call this
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| This is home,
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| This is known,
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| This is what you wanted
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| As payment for all you’ve added to the drone
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened
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| I saw a fire burning deeper in the woods,
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| I saw my neighbor burning down his whole neighborhood,
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| Saw the smoke where he had been
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| Then the silhouette that waded in
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| I panicked, I panicked
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| This is it
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
|
| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened
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| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened to the rest,
|
| Forget what you started with
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| Whatever happened, happened |