| One by one, they stand single file
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| To see the king of the hill, atop his worthless pile
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| The king has no clothes
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| Throw stones, watch him implode
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| All for one or are we all alone
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| Brick by brick, it’s a house built on lies
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| Because illusion is easy to young adoring eyes
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| It’s not hard to see
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| Through deceit, make them believe
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| Fight the stampede, be the one to lead
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| All my missteps, I retrace
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| Every failure, I’ll erase
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| My pride is gone
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| I find the strength to carry on
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| Looking back, what’s left of me
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| Am I the person that I wanna be
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| Do I belong
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| I find the strength to carry on
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| Rung by rung, he’s climbed up to the top
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| But once the engine is running, it’s hard to make it stop
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| Ignore what you’re told
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| Eyes closed, dig from below
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| Don’t care where you’re from, just where you go
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| Step by step, we’re ignoring the signs
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| That cocky bastard is planting the seeds of his demise
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| There’s nothing to gain, only shame
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| We fan the flames
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| Fight through the pain, live another day
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| Just one more day
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| All my missteps, I retrace
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| Every failure, I’ll erase
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| My pride is gone
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| I find the strength to carry on
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| Looking back, what’s left of me
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| Am I the person that I wanna be
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| Do I belong?
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| Do I belong?
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| Writing’s on the wall
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| That Cheshire smile says you don’t have the courage to take the fall
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| You’re not fooling anyone
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| You’re no one
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| All my missteps, I retrace
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| Every failure, I’ll erase
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| My pride is gone
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| I find the strength to carry on
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| Looking back, what’s left of me
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| Am I the person that I wanna be
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| Do I belong?
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| Do I belong? |