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LYRICS:

As I overlook this city, I see a million different faces that I can't call my own,
I'll keep searching this place forever,

But I've heard this story a thousand times before,
A broken record piercing through with high frequency,

You were the one, you taught me how to stand on my own two feet,

The seasons are changing, I can feel it in my bones,

You've been with me for my entire life,
But now it's time to let me grow,
I see my reflection staring back at me,
Is this who I'm supposed to be?
They say I'm still the same,
But my eyes have changed from brown to gray,

So stop telling me what they haven't seen,
So stop telling me what they haven't seen.

Our battle cries will act as lullabies for these paper-thin walls all through the night,

Masked by the anger pulsing through our veins,
We'll speak in voices that we can't call our own,
You were the one who taught me how to stand on my own, something to fight for.

You were the one, you taught me how to stand on my own two feet,

The seasons are changing, I can feel it in my bones,

You've been with me for my entire life,
But now it's time to let me grow,
I see my reflection staring back at me,
Is this who I'm supposed to be?

They say I'm still the same,
But my eyes have changed from brown to gray,

So stop telling me what they haven't seen,
So stop telling me what they haven't seen.

So stop telling me what they haven't seen,
What these eyes have seen is more than you'll ever know,
SO HOLD YOUR TONGUE


I'm trying to reach you, I'm sending signals over the airwaves,
in order to find you, and bring you back to me, to me.

But my language is locked up, and tied down under loose ends; under loose ends.

Can you hear me now? Will the Earth fade out?
My mind won't stop racing until the sun blacks out,
Until the sun blacks out



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