This blood hotly flowing throughout my body
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What meaning would you say it holds?�
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Of course you can't escape
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In time it becomes salvation, becomes shackles
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Things like love and emotion
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will only hold me back, I don't need any
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a choice between life or death
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But my mind is breaking down
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Fly out with your power
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Nobody will lend you a hand in the midst of loneliness
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Find the dormant opportunity
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Even if you're destroying it all
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I searched countless times
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for an answer that's not here
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Who would you say holds it?
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No matter what you have to sacrifice
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Maybe there can't be more than one person after all
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Having said that, I don't want to know
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how to depend on others, or maybe I do
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Getting to know each other
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is just mushy sentimentality
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Believe in the final power
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and muster your strength
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There's nothing you can do but break out from your shell of loneliness
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as they violently struggle
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Even if it makes you a devil
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If kindness and strength
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I'll live risking it all
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How long will this stay a paradox?
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Fly out with your power
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Nobody will lend you a hand in the midst of loneliness
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Find the dormant opportunity
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Even if you're destroying it all
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