| Take what’s yours, its your turn
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| Leave the rest to burn
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| Keep your sights down below
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| Hold on tight or let it go
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| With your back to the wall
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| You refuse to crawl
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| Bury the weak in your soul
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| Grasp the light and let it go
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| You just let it go
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| Let it go
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| You just let it go
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| The whole world is catching fire again
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| The hardest thing is knowing that we could’ve just died instead
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| The preacher he is dying alone
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| The young man he is crying
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| He’ll make this world his own
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| Make this world his own
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| It once was clear and now you’re blind
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| The fear found shelter in your mind
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| Just one word and I will go
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| The sands of time are running low
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| When you’re wake for the war
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| When the shadows fall
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| Set your sight down below
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| And you will know
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| Yeah and you will know
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| The whole world is catching fire again
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| The hardest thing is knowing that we could’ve just died instead
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| The preacher he is dying alone
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| The young man he is crying
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| He’ll make this world his own
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| The whole world’s catching fire again
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| The hardest thing is knowing that we could’ve just died instead
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| The preacher he is dying alone
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| The young man he is crying
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| He’ll make this world his own
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| Make this world his own
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| Make this world
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| Make this world his own |