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VERSE 1: Future's in your hands, but you don't know where to start. Fearful, terror slips around your heart. Choices, hastened, of that you will regret. Timid inside, you run and hide, dreams forget. VERSE 2: Ignorance is here, welcome it misguided fool. Control, feeding off the life it rules. Watching, waiting, you will not help yourself. Make yourself proud, follow the crowd, deny self. PRE-CHORUS: Deny self - and what you think. Doubts - won't let you speak. |
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