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The Messenger - Our Last Night
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The Messenger Our Last Night

The Messenger - Our Last Night
I'll find a way, I'll search in every direction
I refuse to believe that this path is mine
I'll find a way, I'll search in every direction
I refuse to believe that this path is mine

Worry free, I go on, I go on, I go on
Step back, I know your game
Humor me, humor me, release the facts
Tell me why we're here
Cause I don't want to know what you live for

The traffic is blocking the exits
Get me out of here and rewash my brain through my ears
Rewash my brain through my ears, go
There is another highway that no one knows of
The lanes exist, the lanes exist

We are an empire lied to about failure
Knowing only one-
Knowing only one way to reach the future

These directions are headed to my dead end
Who are they to plan our every move?
And I'll save myself while I still can, I think I still can
Not every step leads to another
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