I've feared the deepest darkest secrets that live inside of me.
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Defeat and tragedy, walking in shame, finding nowhere to hide.
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I've thrown my bottles of guilt into the sea, hoping the waves carry them
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away
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from me.
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Oh...
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My heart is beating. I'll never stop fighting. I'll keep breathing...
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My heart is beating. I'll never stop fighting. I'll keep breathing to stay
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alive.
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And here I go, off to make a change. I'm screaming... screaming revival.
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All of my strength, all of my might, will go into this to take back my
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life.
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All of my strength, all of my might, will go back into this to take back my
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life...
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... my life... my life... my life. I'm taking back my life... my life... my
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life... my life... taking back my life.
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Let's go...
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This song is music to my ears... (this song is music...)
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and is a new production on an old stage (... on an old stage).
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I won't dwell in unhappiness (I will not dwell in...), grasping humility,
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asking forgiveness.
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Tomorrow is gone, I'll start living for today. I'll never stop the fighting
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and
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I'll take it all away.
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Tomorrow is gone, I'll start living for today. I'll never stop the fighting
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and
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I'll take it away
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Internal Cannon
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| August Burns Red |
