They ask for your trust, but if you do trust them they leave you stranded with your disillusions. They, who are they? In a room so dark and painful, when fingers rule your eyes, just trapped inside a cage no fear, no trust nowhere to run to but reaching for the skies, and falling onto your knees. It's hard to trace, an empty face has faded with each passing year Coming Closer I swear I know how it feels, from land to shining sea Coming Closer We deserve what we see, in the land of the free Wish that my thoughts were so simple meaning of life, a reason to believe Swallowed in by your peers, destructive atmosphere or just an excuse No use in pretending Ain't no pride in it at all, is when you're standing out in the cold
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