What if we were not
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(Tools by a deadly design)
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What we hoped to be?
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(Pieces to be inclined)
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Sneaking after dusk
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Banishing the perception
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Of those cold breaths in the air
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We gather courage
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At night, our eyes are told
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About suffocated places
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What if we were not
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(Tools by a deadly design)
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What we hoped to be?
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(Pieces to be inclined)
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Don't know what we'll learn there
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But our dreams have been insisting
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And we're not resisting our need to know
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Their care in secrecy is so convincing
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We don't need to look far
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Their breathing's frozen still
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We only want to see
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We don't need to look far...
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Sneaking before dawn
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Still remaining on our feet
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Our questions are precise now
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We need to look no further
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Our eyes already know
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Luminiferous
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