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Open the bow |
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You oughta know |
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That all of your life |
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Is waiting inside |
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All of the string |
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Marvelous thing |
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Waiting in light |
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Is all of your life |
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But you hide away |
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Barricades |
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I'm sad to say |
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Your poor, little world |
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It is a gift |
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The sands, they will shift |
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And scenery dies |
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For all that survives is |
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The pain that exists |
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From all that you miss |
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Bathing in fire |
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Is solely desire |
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But you hide away |
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Barricades |
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I'm sad to say |
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Your poor, little world |
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I think it's time |
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Cast your eyes to the signs |
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Let them teach you |
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To shine on the truth |
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You have to hold |
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All the glory and know |
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That it's love |
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That'll carry you through |
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But your constant escape |
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This plan in your fate |
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You set your plate |
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So dine it alone |
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But you hide away |
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Barricades |
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I'm sad to say |
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Your poor, little world |
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Yes, you hide away |
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Barricades |
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I'm sad to say |
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Your poor, little world |
