LYRIC

How can I point this finger at you
With both of our hands the broken bleeding proof
Shamed
Tell me once more we're not the reason
And how we all love to feed the fiction
I'm stained
Are you feeling the same
Freedom in one is the freedom in both
Argue while we all wait
She's coming round to exact the obvious
How can I point this finger at you
With both of my hands are broken bleeding proof
Stained
Do you feel there's a way
Teach me the song I will scream every word
Argue while we all wait
She's coming round to exact the obvious
Back to the start to remove the constant stain
Beset the karmic illusion of this game
No state of alarm
No warning
No more lies
Is it really our time
Hoping I can remain here to see what becomes of all this
Where we take it
Fear is love
Are you you feeling the same
Freedom in one is the freedom in both
Argue while we all wait
Will we survive this or will we all burn
Do you feel there's a way
Teach me the song I will scream every word
It's coming back to us
It's coming round and back to us
Obey

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