| Dangerous lies about my life
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| Crawling up behind my back
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| Pitiful eyes looking down on me
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| Carefully they rip my flag
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| Take me to the room
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| Where the weak are strong
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| This is the place
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| Where I might belong
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| Lock me up in chains
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| So I can’t break free
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| Cover up my eyes
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| So I cannot see
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks
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| Innocent soul in dark disguise
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| Hiding from the grinding shame
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| Holding back the words
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| They want to hear
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| Searching for the one to blame
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| Show me where the night never fades to dawn
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| Forget the place where the dreams come from
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| Bring me to the edge of the deepest hole
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| Push me in the back so I can free my soul
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks
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| They make the rules, I break 'em
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| Don’t do it
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| Take my mind into your hands
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| You know that I can’t be read
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| Secrecy will speed your plans
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| Ignore what the evil said
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks
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| Walking through the broken glass
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| You know that your feet will bleed
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| Holding all your secrets back
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| You know that evil speaks |