Look around, on your hi-wire down look down, it's a long way to fall
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Suicide, the brink of extinct it's over now
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The tables have turned on life's little game
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No longer the pawns you're feeling the strain
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For we are all kings with merit it brings, as we rise to the top once again
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As you look to the heavens wondering where you went wrong
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Seeing, not always believing the gavel of life coming down
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Traces of the past flash before your eyes
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Hurdle the bodies that fed you, the narcissist hungers again
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Fear and control your battleground, your truth under a shroud
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A forced stranglehold, just do what you're told, as we rise to the top once again
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As you look to the heavens wondering where you went wrong
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Seeing, not always believing the gavel of life coming down
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Sometimes a man's word is all that he's got and sometimes just only a name
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No more suffocation, my true vindication, ascending from all the remains
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This is vindication
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Vindication
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Queensryche |