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Shaping Reality
Shaping reality
V1-
It was an ill born lie
A twisted omen
We forgot all before
It was a broken tear
A forgotten whisper
We heed the call
Bridge-
Nothing going right,
Nothing going right now
Nothing going right
Nothing going right no
Chorus-
Shaping reality
With no context
Building on Cause
With no object
Nothings....going....right
V2
We were a newbron horizon
Hopeful Icon
We forgot all before
We were taken together
worked out better
We heed the call
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Its not really ment to have a point, its ment to make you think what the point is, its like a song I want people to draw their own conclusions about, it sounds twisted and dark with heavy thought and thats what I want, to get people thinking "what the hell was going through his mind"
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Imagine what you could do if you didn't require sleep... Now calculate all the hours you've lost so far with sleep, Insomnia ain't seeming so bad now is it?
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