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In new day dreams a promise gives way |
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To a star struck death and a gold disease |
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A Hollywood end for a once great man |
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Who found death on his knees |
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Cashed in crashed and burned |
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Sore sour sore |
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Our eagles become our vultures |
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I've searched with pen and paper |
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I search to show you |
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Just how far i broke from myself |
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In the name of fear and doubt |
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In a better world there would be a better me |
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Without the chase that won't leave me be |
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Wolves at my door keep all your wars |
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I'm going home to bed |
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I've paid more death then you will ever live |
