Is a lie just the truth
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uncovered and relinquished
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a passion for all young fools
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Is a lie more than truth
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a question left unanswered
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to feed the failure of our choices
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When in my hand our blood recovered
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When for our faith we're undeserved
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When in my hand our blood recovered
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When in your faith completely
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Do we wait all this time
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and follow blindly hating,
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killing all that we survey
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Must we hate all this time
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and let our anger lead us,
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lead us to our bitter end
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When in my hand our blood recovered
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When for our faith we're undeserved
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When in my hand our blood recovered
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When in your faith completely
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You're wasting our time
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(turn the lights out when you leave)x 6
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When everything's said and done
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We're dead or buried
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And will this never end,
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I'm tired of all this walking
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And if this never ends,
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I'll walk until my feet are bleeding
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Until my feet are bleeding
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Until my feet are
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Waking Up Inside My Own Paralysis
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| Funeral For A Friend |
