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How did I let this happen?
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Let myself slip back into the role of victim
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Thought I'd left that all "way-back-when"
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While forgetting Grace, I increased my own tragedy
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Fallen back into the "how-could-this-have-happened-to-me's"
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Like some melancholy play
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That no one paid to see
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I'm directing on anyway
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It seems we have this sickness
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A misconception, if you will
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That once we've triumphed over something
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It lays in the dust, eternal, never to breathe again
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But that's not the way this works
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Reflections of what haunt us
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Will take on new forms in the end
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The likes of which we'd not yet seen
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How quickly our hearts fill with dread
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Yeah, it rains on the righteous as well as the wicked
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But some afflictions can feel like death
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I've fallen back into the "how-could-this-have-happened-to-me's"
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Like some melancholy play
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That no one paid to see
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I'm directing on anyway
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We either fight or flee
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Which one's it gonna be
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Realize it's an old demon in a new disguise
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I hope you stand up tall to face him
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Pray you have the strength to look him in his eyes
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Scream loud in proclamation
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"I've seen your kind before
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G-d, I let the signs fly right on by
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Waited till my spirit was laid low
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But now my eyes are open wide
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This time I see right through your lies
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You've tried to put me in the ground before
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Extinguish my light
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I've got the scars to show for it
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But what was once a reminder of death, is now an affirmation of life
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Because I took the worst you threw at me and, damn it, I survived.
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So get behind me, devil
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I refuse to let myself be bound
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I won't adhere to mental slavery
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Even while your torments abound
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Depart from me!"
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I swear there's a strength inside you
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A faint whisper calling you to be brave
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And the next time it seems the darkest
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Like you couldn't possibly be saved
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Stripped of all comfort and weak
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I hope you face your adversary
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And find you're stronger than you think
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__________________________
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Name Mediocre Shakespeare
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Artist Being As An Ocean
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Album How We Both Wondrously Perish
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