| Come
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| Eeach effort to rise makes us heavier
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| Each failed endeavor tightens the noose
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| As we reach for the stars
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| They don`t seem to get closer
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| They just stare and glitter
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| And the stone keps pulling down
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| Until our necks start to break
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| With cracking sound of relief
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| And crimson tears run from our eyes
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| As we refuse to submit
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| No!
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| Pull me down no more!
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| I — lost within and broken without
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| Fractured spirit in search fo reconnection
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| With the light coming through the darkness
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| With the darkness hidden behind the light
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| There is a price for every thruth unveiled
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| For each step forward, two steps back are a must
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| There is a purpose in every wound we recive
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| And our hearts shall turn into maps
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| One scar at a time
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| Come to me, stand by me, pierce through my heart as I scream
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| Become one with my sul and my mind
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| As I paint my world black to resemble your eyes
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| Staring at me at night, while I am staring back
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| My dearest enemy
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| Lesser twin, rejected child
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| Twisted reflection in a broken mirror
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| Or my face incarnate?
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| Craving for a chance to become
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| Integrated and whole
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| I live, I lie, I kill, I die
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| I am the punishment, I am the crime
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| I am the one with the darkest void of mine
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| And I urn
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| Whatever it takes to progress
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| Do I carry the shadow
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| Or does shadow carry me… down?
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| The more I try to keep it concealed
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| The more of it slips away
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| Another look within I take
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| Another step beyond the veil
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| Another glimpse of what`s to come
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| Of what was hidden all along
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| Another chance to see my hands
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| So I pull off my velvet gloves
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| Another face to gaze upon
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| But this time it is my own |