the wind is shifting, somethings different in the air.
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I see it in the form of choices every where
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and I've been asleep a lifetime just to wake in time to find...
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the voice that has been speaking for me is no voice of mine!
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SPOKEN FOR !
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SOLD !
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my eyes fixated on the life I left behind,
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a puppet dreams of being human
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every time that a string gets pulled before you know, your dancin' to the lie
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of someone elses vision of the perfect waisted life.........
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its in the way we never seem to get it right !
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a systematic form of bowin down and under,
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and all we know is what we are, without the faith in WHO WE ARE
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soo desperate......
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somethin' here has gotta give and my instincts fill me with this dread,
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that I've become what I'm tryin' to kill, that my appetite is my free will.........
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THERE IS NO RIGHT, THERE IS NO WRONG, THERE IS ONLY THAT IS FOREVER GONE!
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its in the way we never seem to get it right !
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a systematic form of bowin down and under,
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and all we know is what we are, without the faith in WHO WE ARE
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soo desperate......
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SPOKEN FOR !
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SOLD !
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SPOKEN FOR !
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NOW YOU'VE JUST BEEN SOLD !
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No Voice Of Mine
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Strung Out |