You're everything you need and so you fight
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You take them on your own until you die
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The wisdom in your breath comes much to late
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So everyone you see just gets a face
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In time they say the words will come with faith
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But everything you see just turns you gray
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No mind or cares decisions must be made
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Whose side who's on no questions should be saved
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Your purpose comes when nothing's left in sight
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And it's clearly seen that nothing here feels right
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Now everyone's a threat cause no one moves
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Not towards anything worth anything to you
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The righteous come and bleed you from the bone
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It's all they ever wanted from your soul
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They're hidden in intensions and no more
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And it's all you'll ever get if you let go
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You're everything you need
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The still suspicion holds you tight
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You're everything you need
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But still suspicion holds you tight
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Still Suspicion Holds You Tight
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B.R.M.C. (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) |