This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their word brings desperation, just look around you
Renewed visions reveals the lies
My truth will be my own My truth will be my own
You say it doesn´t matter, get used to fear I tell you, that´s the problem Get used to the lies They mislead your pride You blind them with your light Jut strand this from the mind
You say it doesn´t matter, get used to fear I tell you, that´s the problem
What it´s done to you, the way you live your life
Pick yourself up
What it´s done to you, the way you live your life An empty state of bliss, an empty state of mind A state of empty bliss pulled into the depths Dragged out with the tide My truth will be my own and not the one they gave me
My truth will be my own and not the one that they gave me
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