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Cold sweat dreaming |
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Am I awake? |
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I feel drained |
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With fevered screaming |
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My thoughts, they break |
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I am pained |
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Lights are flickering down the wall |
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And my eyes, they burn |
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An angel's voice then starts to talk |
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Hypnotized, my head I turn |
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I have started many miles away |
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To find our hero |
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And to finally lead him astray |
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Oh, is it me they call hero? |
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Oh, is it me they await? |
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Oh, is it me they call hero? |
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Heroes are there to change fate |
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Wheezing winds slit my ears |
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It's hard to breathe |
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My eyes, they water |
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My eyelids hurt |
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It's hart to see |
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Try to figure out the way |
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I am flying |
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What's this journey all about? |
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Again the angel heaves a sigh |
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I have started many miles away |
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To find our hero |
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And to finally lead him astray |
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Oh, is it me they call hero? |
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Oh, is it me they await? |
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Oh, is it me they call hero? |
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Heroes are there to change fate |
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Yeah, it is me they call hero |
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Yeah, it is me they await |
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Yeah, it is me they call hero |
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Heroes are there to change fate |