LYRIC

Untie the knots of wasted years
The rose is grown by released tears
Burn the hometown, destroy the crown
Open the cage, learn to let go

In the wake of a long dispute we've grown old, we slumber
Passing time when the time passed us, we've grown old, and hungry, always hungry
And though the battles between us friends have been long, we long for something more than ordinary
This beat takes us to uncommon ground

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