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Our lives are all about chances and circumstances |
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And hopes that it will advance us |
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Maybe one day we can have the answers |
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What is life, what is death, and what comes after that? |
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And why do the call life a gift if it gets taken back |
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So contradictive our existence to be specific |
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The need to be prolific |
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Superseeds our goal of coexistence |
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It's kind of ironic fueled by grief of valued possesions |
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And in the end we decompose back to nothin; its senseless |
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You'd figure by now we would get it, leave it, cease and desist it |
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With every instance exhibit ignorance with persistance |
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Would our creator take credit for creating all of us? |
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Or would our God rather refrain and remain anonymous |
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[Hook] |
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Too tired to move on, too far to turn back |
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Too late to right wrongs, you better move fast |
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Proverbial sands flow through the hourglass |
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As time becomes our emphasis, nemesis as the hours pass |
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(X2) |
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[Verse 2:Prozak] |
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While looking for the savior |
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All alone we roam in the land of the haters |
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Everybody wanna raid us, rape us |
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Forsake us, tame us ,man its so heinous |
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Acts of aggression, blasting the weapon |
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Hey let me ask you a question,with a lack of affection |
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Dissipate, eliminate, obliviate all in reflection |
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Sink back to obscurity straight to the bottom of the depths |
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In this mess of all purity |
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Haters are insecurity |
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Surely, purposely gotta stop prematurily |
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Ain't nowhere to go I can't stop below |
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When the flames burn high and your heart has froze cold |
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Never really thought about the path you chose |
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Left to die in misery alone |
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You gotta make a change while you can |
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Because time is flying and it waits for no man |
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Keep soul control of your whole life span |
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And it holds the roll of Psalms in it's right hand |
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Try to make amends make it right with friends |
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Make use of the time you spend |
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And never look back at the past again |
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Can you get your soul back, well it just depends |
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[Hook] |
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Too tired to move on, too far to turn back |
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Too late to right wrongs, you better move fast |
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Proverbial sands flow through the hourglass |
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As time becomes our emphasis, nemesis as the hours pass |
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(X2) |
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[Outro/Verse Three:Prozak] |
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Everything as we know it is merely perception |
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Even time the adventure of life synthetic invention |
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There are those that wander in search of direction |
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Aimlessly seeking divine intervention |
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Perhaps one day, they will make the most profound connection |
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That what matters most in this world is our intention |
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Born into a specific place in mankind |
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Positive or negative energy |
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The only thing we leave behind |
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[Hook] |
