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76 lines
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In a world of uncertainty
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The night sky told us all to be patient
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But when the ground started shaking
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I wondered for how long
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There's a place that I'd rather be
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There's a voice deep inside of me
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Saying the progress we are making
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Is not progress at all
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Into a world of promises, whoa
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Is where we let ourselves been led
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We built the bridges
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We now sleep under
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We frame the door ways
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But may not pass through
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The very same roads
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That we now wander
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Ones you pass us by on
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We paved with our bare hands
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Paved with our bare hands
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A black cloud hovers over me
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Without all this guilt I feel naked
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Something about the way it
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Wraps its arms around
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White snow covers everything
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An angel watches over me
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Praying, she asks me for a favor
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Catch me if I fall
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A rush of blood straight to the head, whoa
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I wonder what this could have been
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We built the bridges
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We now sleep under
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We frame the door ways
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But may not pass through
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The very same roads
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That we now wander
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Ones you pass us by on
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We paved with our bare hands
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Paved with our bare hands
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Hey!
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No I never meant to hurt you
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No I never meant to do you wrong
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I stood waiting while the man said move along
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We lay the tracks down
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But now they rotted
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Like a runaway train
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We brace for the crash
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We were in love once
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Have you forgotten?
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Like a runaway train
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Bearing down upon a gap
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We built the bridges (brace for the crash)
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(Built from their hypocrisy)
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We built the bridges (brace for the crash)
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(and now we brace for the crash)
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We built the bridges (brace for the crash)
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(Built from their hypocrisy)
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We built the bridges (brace for the crash)
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And underneath the shadows we now live
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Name Bridges
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Artist Rise Against
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Album The Black Market
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