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    Buried my face within my hands
    The same hands that erased him
    I've lived in metaphors
    Why don't they question a thing?
    I've said it all before
    They follow religiously
    What if they truly knew how much I led them astray?
    Can hardly look at you knowin' your soul isn't safe

    (Not safe, not safe, not safe)

    I'm just a paradigm
    A flawless excuse to never analyze the form of abuse
    When will they recognize they jeopardize morality?
    They're following no one they should idolize

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    Ooh, we stand like gods amongst weak men
    Could we save them?
    Is there interest?
    What is my voice to you?
    Do I give something you need?
    Grant me my solitude
    Or manifest like disease
    You want the painful truth?
    I never came here to serve
    And if you're still confused
    Look to my words for the proof

    I'm just a paradigm
    A flawless excuse to never analyze the form of abuse
    When will they recognize they jeopardize morality?
    They're following no one they should idolize

    We're all just venturing aimless
    With hopes to transcend
    If there's a price on the answer you're just a number to them
    (That stupid motherfucker)
    Just a number to them

    We stand like gods amongst weak men
    Do we save them?
    Is there interest?

    I'm just a paradigm
    A flawless excuse to never analyze the form of abuse
    When will they recognize they jeopardize morality?
    They're following no one they should idolize

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    Composition: The Plot In You and Landon Khale Tewers

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