| Beneath the weight of an untold design
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| The hand of fate, broken lives intertwined
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| Buried our youth, crossed our hearts
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| Wiped the tears from our misty eyes (Our misty eyes)
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| In a world unkind, we're the left-behinds
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| Holding hands, mix the blood and upon divine
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| Sworn to be losers for life
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| But this time we won't hide, we stand down the line
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| Against the whispers and against all odds now
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| (We'll blaze our own path through the darkness below)
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| Facing the mirror of reality
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| We turn nightmares into bright flakes of gold
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| We're the losers club
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| We're the losers club
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| We're the losers club
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| (Yeah, we're the losers club)
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| We're the children of the shadows, bound together by disgrace
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| Heavy hearts burn winds of fire, but a smile lights up our face
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| The weight is heavy on our shoulders, yet it still won't last
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| Skin deep cuts and words I sing, bring us down then make the world cave in
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| We're the children of forever, held together by our dreams
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| Chasing crew boats made of paper, worn-out shoes and torn-out jeans
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| Building cities of tomorrow on scars of yesterday
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| Imagination feeds our minds, bleeding color in these black dead lights
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| Against the whispers and against all odds now
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| (We'll blaze our own path through the darkness below)
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| Facing the mirror of reality
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| We turn nightmares into bright flakes of gold
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| We're the losers club
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| We're the losers club
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| We're the losers club
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| (Yeah, we're the losers club)
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| We're the children of the shadows, bound together by disgrace (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Against the whispers and against all odds now (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Heavy hearts burn winds of fire, but a smile lights up our face (Oh, oh, oh)
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| (Facing the mirror of reality)
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| (We'll break the cycle, dive into the grave)
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| (From every lost game, we will set sail)
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