| Lonely in a void where people are dying to live
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| Weary of the stories that unfold before my eyes
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| A clenched fist can feel so strong
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| A lion’s heart unable to break
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| Though a fire burns inside
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| These fates are not for this lion to decide upon
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| Tied to a leash poisoned by untruth
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| Entangled in the web of a distant order
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| The iron hand has the lightest touch
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| Caresses the shells of the hollow and cold
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| See wind carry dust of withering lives
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| I see towers collapse to the ground
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| I lose you, just the way that you lost me
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| I tie myself up as much as you refuse to set me free
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| It seems inevitable, it always was and always will be
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| We were always destined to belong to everyone else
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| I lose you, just the way that you lost me
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| I tie myself up as much as you refuse to set me free
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| It seems inevitable, it always was and always will be
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| We were always destined to belong to everyone else |