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I stalked serenity with blind obsession |
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And found possession as I lost control |
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The secret vice that proclaimed my freedom |
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Is now a slavery that's all my own |
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My own, my own, my own |
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I'm powerless to this voice |
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I'll never prevail alone |
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Desperate, we will proclaim |
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That on our knees, we're not ashamed |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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Just like a child here, I'm not ashamed |
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No, we're not ashamed |
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And so in urgency we now concede |
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That we are helpless in this undertow |
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Cause in surrender now, there just might be |
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A new serenity that's all my own |
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My own, my own, my own |
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I'm powerless to this voice |
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I'll never prevail alone |
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Desperate, we will proclaim |
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That on our knees, we're not ashamed |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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Just like a child here, I'm not ashamed |
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No, we're not ashamed |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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Desperate, we will proclaim |
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That on our knees, we're not ashamed |
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So we bow it to, bow it to, kneel before you |
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Just like a child here, I'm not ashamed |
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No, we're not ashamed |
