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These words, these words |
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They are the only ones that I come back to |
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And with these hands |
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We'll move the world just to find you |
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Here's to a life of a broken fame (caught in the motions) |
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You've been letting the world decide your fate |
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A weak man, in a stronghold |
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Consumed in all the things he needs |
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But it's never enough |
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It's never enough it seems |
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Some may call it the high life |
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But you took the easy way out |
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You had your moment to shine |
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But now it's wasted |
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You've done nothing but waste it |
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We've gotta find a way to show you how |
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To pull these words from the pages |
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To make this world your own |
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These words, these words |
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They are the only ones that I come back to |
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And with these hands |
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We'll move the world just to find you |
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You cannot find a way |
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When all you do is aim to accumulate |
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Reaching out for everything but the answers |
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We have gone astray |
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Here you are again |
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Struggling to stand on your own two feet |
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Why is this happening? |
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Your ambitions have made you blind |
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Just open up |
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It's not too late |
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We are the authors of our own demise |
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Feeding greed will only leave us dead inside |
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I stood my ground and I pushed you out |
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But I still couldn't find |
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What made me whole |
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What broke the mold |
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And without you |
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I'll never know |
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Without you I'll never know |
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I'll never know |
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I'll never know |
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Without you I'll never know |
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These words, these words |
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They are the only ones that I come back to |
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And with these hands |
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We'll move the world just to find you |
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These words, these words (just to find you) |
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These words, these words (just to find you) |
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And with these hands |
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We'll move the world just to find you |
