Make haste and find the future.
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We were outcasted so tragically.
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Curse the tide, and shun the sun,
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Who needs it anyway?
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Become a black sheep with me.
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I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea.
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Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me.
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Make haste and find the future.
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We were outcasted so tragically.
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Or curse the tide and shun the sun.
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Become a black sheep with me.
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Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally.
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Or fight the flow, and light the fuse...
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Fly the banner, blue and gold
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Conformity it seems all so wrong
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Cuz I always knew, that all along,
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I'd find solace in things important to me.
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And that's the way I want it to be...
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Blue And Gold
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| The Ghost Inside |
