we are only brave enough to fight the battles already won for us
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and spend more time with our hair than we do our minds
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while the girls and the young and the lost
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are kicked off to the side
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our armies in fractions because our kings are so foolish
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we will never know true victory and are happy just to survive
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to live to dance another day
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still clinging to those golden ?olden days
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while our mouths sweep the mess to the back of our minds
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nothing ever changing as we all grow older
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nothing ever changing as our hearts grow colder
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that? what holds us down
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we flap our wings but we never leave the ground
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What Holds Us Down
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| Bane |
