| These templates that you follow all your life
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| Have turned to nothing but you stay
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| Stay true to your wisdom
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| You inspired this
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| Who could have know you’d be indifferent to me?
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| But I saw you coming from a different angle
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| A part of me was kind of shocked
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| You’re stuck
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| Stand still
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| And as my eyes rise above your feet I know that I can change
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| Somehow I feel it in my heart
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| And as for my dreams, they’re coming back with me
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| Out of your proud hands and back into mine
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| I hope that you sink slowly on the way down
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| I hope the rope’s tied tight, 'cause you will never leave here
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| I stand alone
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| I hope you sink slowly down
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| And as my eyes rise above your feet I know that I can change
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| Somehow I feel it in my heart
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| And as for my dreams, they’re coming back with me
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| Out of your proud hands and back into mine
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| High above your throne, the whispering is filling up
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| It’s filling up
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| It’s filled within your home
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| As you’re sitting on your throne and these whispers fill your home
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| And I don’t feel bad cause you are a liar
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| You’ll never stay true
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| 'Cause you’re all alone
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| But I saw you coming from a different angle
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| A part of me was kind of shocked
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| You’re stuck |