| Open-eyed oversight led me to here
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| Looking for an avenue to simply appear
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| One too many steps into the wrong direction
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| Leading me to throw up my hands
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| Soon I’ll know exactly where I stand
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| Found in a flood of incendiary plans
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| Oh, I’ve been falling fast into the rhythms without rhymes
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| I won’t be giving up again; |
| yeah, I’ll be getting up again
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| I heard a voice it said «…e dolore, magna gloria
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| Bring me your heart and then
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| You will awake in a state of surprising euphoria
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| But don’t tell anyone…»
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| I was in love with inner ambiguity
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| Then I learned to turn emotions into weaponry
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| One too many words said with the wrong inflection
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| Leading me to throw up my hands
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| Am I giving up the ghost again?
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| Surrendering so that my evils will amend
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| Oh, I’ve been falling fast into the space between the lines
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| I’ll be getting up again; |
| I won’t be giving up again
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| I heard a voice it said «…e dolore, magna gloria
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| Bring me your heart and then
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| You will awake in a state of surprising euphoria
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| But don’t tell anyone what you saw here…»
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| Now I never heard that sound before
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| I am nothing but an infant wave stuck in a savage ocean
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| Soon I’ll know exactly where I stand
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| Found in a flood of incendiary plans
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| Oh, I’ve been falling fast into the space between the lines
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| I’ll be getting up again; |
| I won’t be giving up again
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| I heard a voice it said «…e dolore, magna gloria
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| Bring me your heart and then
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| You will awake in a state of surprising euphoria
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| Don’t fear the words that I say»
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| I heard a voice it said «…e dolore, magna gloria
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| Bring me your heart and then
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| You will awake in a state of surprising euphoria
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| But don’t tell anyone what you saw here…» |