Do not use the past as an alibi
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For all of your deficiencies always standing by
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Face your negligence, do not fool yourself
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Shortcomings will soon appear
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for weakness shows itself
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Blind from your success and all of the excess
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Deaf from the praise you had
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Don't cry out of self pity in forcing your way through
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For I will not be vulnerable to slander made by you
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Blind from your success and all of the excess
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Deaf from the praise you had
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In a misty veil, misplaced
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Where castles in the air will be no longer seen
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As something out of reach
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In time the dream will be erased
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So many things will never be the way they seemed
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And pride will have its fall at last
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Her eyes fell while the shame was written on her face
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When she realised that her failures
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could never be undone again
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You did not notice the manipulated hand
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That overshadowed your thoughts all those years
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That made you insecure
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You did not notice the ancient shifting sand
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That pulls you down into an everlasting sham
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You will never be able to fight
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Never be able to hide
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Run for a fall, you'd better run
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Blind from your success and all of the excess
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Deaf from the praise you had
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In a misty veil, misplaced
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Where castles in the air will be no longer seen
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As something out of reach
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In time the dream will be erased
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So many things will never be the way they seemed
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And pride will have its fall at last
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Run For A Fall
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| Epica |
