| While I can’t hold your hand son
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| I will have your back
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| If a mountain stood in the way of my father
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| The mountain would move aside
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| A feat that wasn’t passed down to me
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| A boy with a crown
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| An ill-fitting one
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| People post-breakdown
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| How their souls have been tested
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| In these times everyone
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| Is both judge and jury
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| And you still live in cages
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| Just with longer chains
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| New world disorder, that’s how we exist
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| New world disorder, we can’t resist
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| Dredge my heart of all the fear that I have inside
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| Minds, they forget
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| But the scars remember everything
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| No matter how much I’ve tried
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| You will reject
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| My attempts to be your rightful king
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| Your king
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| And I seem to make enemies
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| Faster than I make friends
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| I can’t really find the remedy
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| Do we get the life that we deserve?
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| New world disorder, that’s how we exist
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| New world disorder, we can’t resist
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| Dredge my heart of all the fear that I have inside
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| Minds, they forget
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| But the scars remember everything
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| No matter how much I’ve tried
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| You will reject
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| My attempts to be your king
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| Childhood’s end
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| A sudden end
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| I tried to burn away my fear and anger
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| And how I prayed it would hurt no longer
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| Imagine a king who fights his own battles
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| I prefer my demons stirred not shaken
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| You can drown your pain but it will learn to swim
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| Some people treat life like a disease
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| And I am one of them
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| I am one of them
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| All the fear that I have inside…
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| Dredge my heart of all the fear that I have inside
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| Minds, they forget
|
| But the scars remember everything
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| No matter how much I’ve tried
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| You will reject
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| My attempts to be your rightful king
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| Your king |