A painted promise - A smokescreen dream
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It wasn't all we thought it'd be
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A fortune made - when we betrayed
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The faith we'd placed in our blind belief
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We were once close as blood
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Yeah...
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Locked inside - pride's prison cells
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Separately suffering for our sins
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Well, the seasons changed - but the chill remains
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A karmic debt keeps us siamese twins
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Until it's said, nothing's done
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Chorus:
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The silence is broken
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And that we have spoken
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Don't turn away
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I know we can change
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A quickening - A bitter end
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Come what may, something must be said
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This reckoning - Should be deafening
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Instead of pregnant tranquility
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The rebirth has begun
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Chorus
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Emancipation lives and breathes
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In the words one should but never speaks
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Communication can end this speculation
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And if we fall then at least we'll go down screaming!
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Broken! The silence is broken!
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¡®Till it's said, nothing's done! The silence is broken!
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The Silence Is Broken
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Nelson |