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Victim of anger, tied to distance |
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Where does it come from? |
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Distrust. |
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I've stood strong, |
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Held my head high through constant war. |
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So brutal, so violent. |
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So I tiptoe through conversation, |
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A lapse in my step is misperceived. |
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Unleash a breath of salvation, |
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In dormancy lies everlasting. |
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Remember all the fires we started? |
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Our aspirations for progression. |
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We feed the burning for a better day, |
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Don't let your selfishness extinguish the flame. |
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Prevailing with lasting intentions, |
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Never living behind your back. |
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Never living behind your... |
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Convictions leave me questioning |
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If you've been living behind mine. |
