| Hear the voice of thunder roll inside my head
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| Even with the noise it’s clear, a bad omen
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| Brought it to the edge this time
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| Now there’s only one way down
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| Better to be safe than to be proud
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| Got to tread on lightly now and take the blame
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| On a floor of petals there’s no room for grain
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| Try to stay the ghost inside
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| Try to make the wrong things right
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| Better to be safe than to be proud
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| There’s a breeze over the ocean, calling me
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| In a sea of mixed emotions, warning
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| Would you wake up a sleeping giant?
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| There’s a consequence, when you change the rules
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| Would you break up that violent silence?
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| In a house of glass
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| With a heart of stone
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| Be careful not to drop Pandora’s box
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| What’s a little patience when it’s gone too far?
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| Like a rubber band until you pull too hard
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| Bracing for the walls to fall
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| Waiting for the storm to calm
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| Better to be safe than to be harmed
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| There’s a breeze over the ocean, calling me
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| In a sea of mixed emotions, warning
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| Would you wake up a sleeping giant?
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| There’s a consequence, when you change the rules
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| Would you break up that violent silence?
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| In a house of glass
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| With a heart of stone
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| Be careful not to drop Pandora’s box
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| Oh the game remains the same
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| You will always be the same
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| We;ll always have tomorrow
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| To start all over again
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| We’ll always have a chance to repent
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| When you say that you’re sorry
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| You cry a river deep
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| Would you wake up a sleeping giant?
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| There’s a consequence, when you change the rules
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| Would you break up that violent silence?
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| In a house of glass
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| With a heart of stone
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| Be careful not to drop Pandora’s box |