| Don’t you know your chains are growing old
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| You’ve dragged them here to bury all you know
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| The past has fallen but the fear is holding on
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| And the taste of the moment or feeling all alone
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| What will it be chains again or free?
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| You don’t have to buy this
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| You don’t have to be
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| You don’t have to believe the lies of all the enemies
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| I know the cost to compromise
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| Is hard enough to see
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| You don’t have to buy this
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| You have been set free
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| Those three words are too unknown
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| But they’ve been lost in the halls of our homes
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| Mothers, daughters will forfeit her soul
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| For the taste of the moment
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| And the fear of being alone
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| You don’t have to buy this
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| You don’t have to be
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| You don’t have to believe the lies
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| Of all our enemies
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| I know the cost to compromise
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| Is hard enough to see
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| You don’t have to buy this
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| You don’t have to believe the lies
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| That hold you blind and take you down
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| And leave you dry
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| The promises that always fail
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| The damage in your eyes
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| The countless calls to compromise
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| That hold you here in this disguise
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| The years that you’ve been wasting inside
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| You didn’t have to buy
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| No, you don’t have to buy this
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| You don’t have to be
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| You don’t have to believe the lies
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| Of all our enemies
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| I know the cost to compromise
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| Is hard enough to see
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| But, you don’t have to buy this
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| You have been set free
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| You have been set free
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| There is still a promise
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| There is yet a kiss
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| There is still a story
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| It doesn’t end like this |