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38 lines
1.2 KiB
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It's your turn right now
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Let me see your steps, let me feel your hesitation
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained
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We know the reproach to yourself
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All your reflections as an open secret
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All your mistakes as a success, your tears as the pitiful disport
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Your decisions make us win, follow the guide we gave you
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Don't look upward, there's nothing above you, your eyes aren't qualified
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Your memory is your future, can you remember your end?
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We are your faith and your fear
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We are your inspiration and your overload
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You're all equal
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This is your reality, your veiled sight
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You can never see
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You can put the blame on us
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I see you try to grow with your scars, but you fail again and again
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You can put the blame on us, this is what we expect
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This makes your life so much easier, just close your eyes, follow blindly
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In your deepest dreams you can see us, in your lonely hours you can feel us
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This prison was built for you, you are not ready for the outside
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Maybe you will never be, maybe you will never see
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Nothing is more constant than change
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So why don't you change within?
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Positions won't change as long as you can't see the point
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Till then we will keep observing you..sneering
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________________
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Name The Writer
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Artist Breakdown of Sanity
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Album Perception
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