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I've been climbing these mountains for years,
trying to reach the peaks
Those valleys were full of the answers
If only I'd been willing to look
Time wasted in thoughts,
I'm stuck in this hell, I'm stuck in this place I hate
I have this fear of heights which keeps me on the ground
Which keeps me close to everything I hate
Eyes fixed on the clouds
But my head's buried in dirt
Feet in the mud
And my mind's stuck on repeat
Time wasted in thoughts,
I'm stuck in this hell, I'm stuck in this place I hate
I have this fear of heights which keeps me on the ground
Which keeps me close to everything I hate
I told myself I'd never feel this way again
It's my own fault, I've let it come to this
It's my own fault, I've let it come to this
Always afraid of falling without ever trying to fly
Retreating to locked doors, trying to match the key
And trying hard to swim against the tide
But it's so hard to fight a war with only one on your side
I've been climbing these mountains for years
If only I'd been willing to look at the valleys in front of me
Is this how it's going to be?
Always afraid of falling without ever trying to fly
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…This Time It's Personal
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Crawling inside the back of my mind
Clawing at my throat, the words fight for life
To rise above the shouts of a generation promised gold by an army of thieves
To prove that heroes are not made of fortune
To prove there's so much more worth fighting for
What will they say of us when we are dust?
Will they just shrug us off in disinterest?
Because we have bled far too many times to see this die
When wise men die and legends are buried,
your voice will carry this world
With hope in one hand and a match in the other
You'll set this place on fire
You are the hope, you are the cause
Your voice will carry on and on and on and on
We are worth more than we've become
What will they say of us when we are dust?
Will they just shrug us off in disinterest?
Because we have bled far too many times to see this die
What will they say of us when we are dust?
What will they say of us?
We can't pretend we aren't living as dead men
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