Let's take the longest way through the hallways of your mind.
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Upon your knees, the phantom breeze of a shipwreck lost in time.
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Your envy mirror, the kelly fear adorns the walls in slime.
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Figure it out,just like you used to.
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In the absense of proud, that's whne you're cursed to prove.
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And as the perfect wings'll glide, cleansed are men of all the mice.
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Past the pain,we tend to strive, or that's how it seems to beginners.
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Accept awards throughout our lives, to make young lovers intertwine.
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Perhaps the end'll come tonight, so hooray for the Winners.
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A vast abyss, where lie dismissed ideas of yours and mine.
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But brought to kneel by the Grecian Seal, we join the family line.
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You'll never thrill the bold divisions in the sky,
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of whom predestined you to always be the last in line.
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Because the Winner's young and bright.
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Let the heavens make it right.
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A warm and gentle breeze at night.
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Bereft,you are of plans to gain no misery, you're no surprise we're born to fight,
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suck the marrow of life the Winners forever preside.
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