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Unsolid Ground
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All my life I'm governed and controlled
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At someone's beck and call
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Made to walk a balanced line before I even crawled
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All the time I hungered for release
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On independence day
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Without a contact or a name, I waited anyway
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Torn apart and written in the stars
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More I cannot see
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Blind enough to follow through
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Unsupervised devotion
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Forever I was losing sight, sound escaping
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And all the world was tuning upside down
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For every move I tried to make when I was stranded
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At least I'm standing on unsolid ground
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All my live I'm governed and controlled
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At someone's beck and call
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Maybe there's no genius in having lived at all
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All my life I'm taken by surprise
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I'm someone's waste of time
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Now I walk a balanced line
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And step into tomorrow
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Forever I was losing sight, sound escaping
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And all the world was turning upside down
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For every move I tried to make when I was stranded
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At least I'm standing on unsolid ground
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Unsolid Ground
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