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50 Feet Longcat
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step at a time
pushing the lines
they never seem to give in
they're changing their bets to help you out
at ease with themselves
your shit-eating grin
a flame in the wind
at the grace of these giants
this scoreboard will never even out
because you took it
upon you
to call the shots
and make a mark
you're being crushed
under the weight of worlds
I'm sick of watching this
pretentious charade
I'm sick of watching this
getting the best of you
It's time for you to face the truth
There's no grandeur in anything you do
You're levitating from the ground
and I can't deny that
this special savior's eminence
seems callous
And all the while they're reaching out
when they could go on without you while
you're choking on your pride
'Cause you took it
upon you
to cure us all
from medicine
and mark our place
below the greater good
I'm sick of watching this
pretentious charade
I'm sick of watching this
getting the best of you
It's time for you to face the truth
There's no grandeur in anything you do
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Maybe off to the wrong direction
detached, mundane minds think alike
aloof to more frustration
catch twenty-two but don't catch fire
And we've waited patiently
to come back down
clouds became sheets to me
and i don't need to bleed
for your sake
from now on and for everyone to see
we will never disembark
finally this craft will set us free
we will stand as equals and
finally the truth will become clear
like night skies
Oceans will become reflections
we're growing fond of scenes in sight
we'll leave our reputation
we'll hover out of city lines
But we're coming back so patiently
to pick you up
got plenty of this room to spare
And now there's blemish on the ground
but banquets in the clouds
time is running out
there's no use in staying
i don't need to bleed
for your sake
from now on and for everyone to see
we will never disembark
finally this craft will set us free
we will stand as equals and
finally the truth will become clear
This room is changing our view
This room is changing our view
we're going up, we're going up
while every strife seems petty now
we're going up, we're going up
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We are too strong to care
but too weak to save the world
We run with wolves so we won't run scared
(We don't share a common grace)
Void of apologies
we're the last ones standing
We'll all wait our turn
Though the worst is over
we'll never let it end
Scorn our gridlocked will from
the outside looking in
No exit strategies
beyond the point of no return
but to cross my heart
so I won't get hurt
Those rabid sounds
they haunt me now
How can I reach Canossa
to assure my safe return?
Stray from the pack
for a moderate share
(We don't share a common grace)
Let's get you out of here
brush off the cold
it's good to see you, welcome home
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Run, Melos! Hanover, Germany
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