So many things, I have beaten down to get my way,
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Go unnoticed when I make mistakes,
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Shine so perfect in the light,
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I did right this time,
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Fate, living on a stone, And a statue bleeds,
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And our prophets on the phone,
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And my mind breaks free, From the leaders and the clones,
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Life and talk of destiny I don¡¯t even know,
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Apologies, to my creation for these wasted days,
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My transcendence has a bitter face,
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Dreams are built and spent with might
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And I¡¯m sorry cause I never fight
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And in the aftermath, dreams just altruistic sayings,
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My just emotion throws, apart, unique, I didn't even care,
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So look away your life is passed and you let the chances cave,
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And all our cares of the moment have given us our Names,
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Fate, living on a stone, And a statue bleeds,
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And our prophets on the phone,
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And my mind breaks free, From the leaders and the clones,
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Life and talk of destiny I don¡¯t even know,
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Fate, living on a stone, And a statue bleeds,
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And our prophets on the phone,
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And my mind breaks free, From the leaders and the clones,
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Life and talk of destiny I don¡¯t even know
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A For Me
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High Holy Days |