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Finding Home Lyrics

Fear, the occupier of mind.
Can we declare our own independence
when this ghost inflicts our freedom?
We, a privileged generation in denial
of our intellect, in benefit of insecurities?
Why are we afraid to be alive? - EVERY MINUTE COUNTS!
Locked inside our weariness, we cover our ears and shut our eyes.
Why are we afraid to be alive? - EVERY MINUTE COUNTS!
See beyond the patterns that keeps us confined.
This is closure with every demon
that ever held me captured from
my spirit, my true being, from who I am.
Done with the pretending and the escaping.
I don't approve anymore; I WILL CHALLENGE THEM ALL!
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Stand up and be counted.
WE GOT TO BREAK THE ARMS THAT REACH FOR CONTROL.
WE GOT TO BREAK THE ARMS THAT REACH FOR CONTROL.
BREAK THE ARMS THAT REACH FOR CONTROL!
BREAK THE ARMS THAT REACH FOR CONTROL!
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