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The dust in day, blinded slowly But give it into the view to make you feel alright And though it hurts, we keep on climbing 'Cause our addiction takes us from inside A sturdy back but brittle bones Too weak to show We would say anything To see here when we won Right or wrong Then we love to be forgiven We would say anything Just to get by where we're now Any cards Oh we kill our way to heaven Oh we kill our way to heaven We search along for golden crowns 'Cause if we find it, we're having it all to ourselves So one by one, we lay our bricks down To pave a road on the shoulders of somebody else A sturdy back but brittle bones Too weak to show
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