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A change of speed, a change of style A change of scene with no regrets A chance to watch, admire the distance Still occupied, though you forget Different colors, different shades Over each mistakes were made I took the blame Directionless, so plain to see A loaded gun won't set you free So you say We'll share a drink and step outside An angry voice and one who cried We'll give you everything and more The strain's too much, can't take much more I've walked on water, run through fire Can't seem to feel it anymore It was me, waiting for me Hoping for something more Me, seeing me this time Hoping for something else

Understanding what has happened before us We are confined to a darkened hidden tomb The conquering of our world as we knew it Rise above this pit of sorrow and pain Among the few we are the avant leaders We've got to live through this trouble and decay This question haunts my mind Will we survive this night? We're harboring the meek Will we survive the sleep? Unsure and scared we are planning our reprise Revolves around this world we don't know anymore The odds against us yet we're stronger and prevailing Learn from mistakes counting souls for sale This question haunts my mind Will we survive this night? We're harboring the meek Will we survive the sleep? This question haunts my mind Will we survive this night? We're harboring the meek Will we survive? This question haunts my mind Will we survive this night? We're harboring the meek Will we survive the sleep?