| We won’t give up
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| We’ll wait just a little more
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| We’ll bite our tongues
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| This pain that we can’t ignore (Whoa-oh-oh)
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| Tell me a reason to carry on (Whoa-oh-oh)
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| When all I can see is the cracks in the wall
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Maybe we’re all insignificant
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| Pulling in different directions
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| To the edge of this prison
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| Are we living in hell?
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| Reluctant, never the culprit
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| A stick in the mud
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| We’re so self-destructive
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| We’re never gonna wake, never gonna wake up
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| Even if I say what’s on my mind
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| I fear I waste my time
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| So please don’t mind me
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| If I take my time
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| I’ve seen it all
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| And I’ve felt nothing
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| Don’t want no more
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| So show me your sins
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| I’ve seen it all
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| And I’ve found nothing
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| When all I can see is
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| The cracks in the wall
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| No direction like the paths that I walk
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| Through the fading light of all we’ve destroyed
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| The siren sings that song we adore
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| And we won’t wake up
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| If we can’t break or scratch the surface
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| Redefine the words we obey
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| If we idolise our burdens
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| We’re never gonna wake, never gonna wake up
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| Maybe we’re all insignificant
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| Pulling in different directions
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| To the edge of this prison
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| Are we living in hell?
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| Our homes like galleries
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| We decorate the walls with our sins
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| Our lives so fragile
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| But we live like we’re invincible
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| I’ve seen it all
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| And I’ve felt nothing
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| Don’t want no more
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| So show me your sins
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| I’ve seen it all
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| And I’ve felt nothing
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| Don’t want no more
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| So show me your sins
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| I’ve seen it all
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| And I’ve found nothing
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| When all I can see is
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| The cracks in the wall
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| (We know something’s wrong)
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| But we still carry on
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| We won’t give up
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| We’ll wait just a little more
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| Tell me a reason
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh |