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Let's take the longest way
Through the hallways of your mind
Upon your knees, the phantom breeze
Of a shipwreck lost in time
Your envy mirror
The Kelly fear
Adorns the walls in slime

Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove

And as the perfect wings will glide
Cleansed are men of all the mice
Past the pain we tend to strive
Or that's how it seems to beginners

Accept awards throughout our lives
To make young lovers intertwine
Perhaps the end will come tonight
So hurray for the winners

A vast abyss
Where lie dismissed
Ideas of yours and mine
But brought to kneel
By the Grecian seal
We join the family line

Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove

You'll never thrill the bold
Divisions in the sky
Of whom predestined you to always
Be the last in line

Because the Winner's young and bright.
Let the heavens make it right
A warm and gentle breeze at night
Bereft, you are
Of plans to gain no mystery

You're no surprise
We're born to fight,
Suck the marrow of life
The winners forever preside
Let's take the longest way    Through the hallways of your mind    Upon your knees, the phantom breeze    Of a shipwreck lost in time    Your envy mirror    The Kelly fear    Adorns the walls in slime       Figure it out    Just like you used to do    In the absence of proud    That's when you're cursed to prove       And as the perfect wings will glide    Cleansed are men of all the mice    Past the pain we tend to strive    Or that's how it seems to beginners       Accept awards throughout our lives    To make young lovers intertwine    Perhaps the end will come tonight    So hurray for the winners       A vast abyss    Where lie dismissed    Ideas of yours and mine    But brought to kneel    By the Grecian seal    We join the family line       Figure it out    Just like you used to do    In the absence of proud    That's when you're cursed to prove       You'll never thrill the bold    Divisions in the sky    Of whom predestined you to always    Be the last in line       Because the Winner's young and bright.   Let the heavens make it right    A warm and gentle breeze at night    Bereft, you are   Of plans to gain no mystery      You're no surprise    We're born to fight,   Suck the marrow of life   The winners forever preside