| I was lost in the woods and I adhered to a half truth
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| I might regret this, but for now I trust you
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| We get no inspiration if we give no inspiration
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| Sought after self worth and found only degradation
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| Wake up and see the change in the land
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| It took me so long to get here, still I don’t know where I am
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| What appeared to be merit was a flash in the pan
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| And every minor freedom corrupts in the malice of human hands
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| This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an escape
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| So we won’t participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of hate
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| Wake up with phantom pains in my hands
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| Took me so long to get here, still I don’t know where I am
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| And we will remember you when we ride the train
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| I won’t focus on the loss because there was oh so much we gained
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| This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an escape
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| So we won’t participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of hate
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| This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an escape
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| So we won’t participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of hate
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| I don’t know enough to know how to change it
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| But I know enough to know that I hate it
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| I hear his train coming, the ground begins to shake
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| Made something out of nothing, no irony and nothing fake
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| What’s in the message |