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Someone opened up the door |
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Let in something they have |
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Never known before |
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No one knew what waited |
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Outside the cage |
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The urge to fly is now |
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The need to get away |
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The wind is clouding at my breath |
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The dust is whirling round my |
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Slow and quiet step |
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Something stirring in the air |
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This silent calm |
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Is more than I can bare |
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Can you feel it coming down |
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Can you feel it coming down |
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And I knew that this day would come around |
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Can you feel it coming down |
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There s a knife from every lie |
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Still inside |
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Part of me has died |
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And the knives that you deny |
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Leave me open wide |
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Part of me has died |
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Its easy to escape |
