SUCKAPUNCH

I'm getting visions of new beginnings
 Don't think you fit in
 Hurts to admit it at last
 I'm free from my past
 We're in the same room but stand on different sides
 You could lose your mind
 Trying to understand mine
 It's a sign of the times (times)
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
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 I'm getting visions, I'm pessimistic
 Call it nihilistic, but really what is the point
 In making any noise?
 Want to look forward but I'm so tortured
 I'm feeling nauseous
 I'm just a passenger of someone else's good times
 But I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
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 Oh, something I could never say
 Why you gotta make it feel this way by lying to my face?
 A suckapunch I can take
 I wasn't born yesterday
 A bloodsport but I'm a saint
 It's time to consider there are no winners
 I'm getting visions and you're not fitting in
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 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from, I rise from
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from, I rise from
 I rise from, I rise from
 I rise from the wreckage that you left behind
 I rise from, I rise from
 I rise from, I rise from
 Oh, something I could never say
 Why you gotta make it feel this way by lying to my face?
 A suckapunch I can take
 I wasn't born yesterday
 A bloodsport but I'm a saint
 It's time to consider there are no winners
 I'm getting visions, I'm getting visions
 I'm getting visions, oh