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ANDREAS JOHNSON
As the sun goes up over broken dreams of Eden And she wakes up slowly from the chains that tied her mind She walks down past the bound that said forever down the road back home to the ones she left behind I've been hanging on threads of emotion I've been lost in a riddle so deep I've been blinded by my own devotion I've been running down this dead end street All I wanted was a house on the mountain we could play like the king and queen Never wanted the world on my shoulders Never wanted this brutal awakening This brutal awakening On a bed of nails you see no face of freedom Still you hang on to dreams of something you'll never find When you're in that deep you sacrifice your vision yeah you loose your sight pretending you're not blind I've been hanging on threads of emotion I've been lost in a riddle so deep I've been blinded by my own devotion I've been running down this dead end street All I wanted was a house on the mountain we could play like the king and queen Never wanted the world on my shoulders Never wanted this brutal awakening This brutal awakening So you closed the door on the one there to receive you Then you slowly drifted away on your own Now you reach out for the same one to release you Yeah you've finally seen that this bird has not yet flown I've been hanging on threads of emotion I've been lost in a riddle so deep I've been blinded by my own devotion I've been running down this dead end street All I wanted was a house on the mountain we could play like the king and queen Never wanted the world on my shoulders Never wanted this brutal awakening All I wanted was a key to your kingdom we could play like the king and queen Never wanted the world on my shoulders Never wanted this brutal awakening This brutal awakening This brutal awakening
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