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Text: Flaw. Through The Eyes. Only The Strong.

It's time
It's time
Step on it

What makes me think that it'll all work out in the end
Afraid to feel bad, better off to try and pretend
I'm immortal, immune to all that is wrong
Just keep on wishing, crossing my fingers so long

Is this helping, I'm growing weaker each day
Can't stop whining, still afraid of what I might say
Or reactions that control us one and all

It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive

Why don't you think about that?
Why don't you think about that?

So now I'm bleeding on myself, yes, once again
Seems I trusted another deceitful friend
My fault, I should've known the deal
Keep your friends close but your enemy's closer for real

Seems easy but nothing could be so hard
Trying to guess life's dealing what's the next card
I'm surely folding, I don't like this hand at all

It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive

Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side

Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side

Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side

Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side

Maybe things happen for a reason
And where in lies the answer
To overcome the grieving of life's unruly lessons
I'm handed in succession, it builds my pain
Which makes me strong

It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive

Well, it's mine and it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive

Why don't you think about that?
Why don't you think about this for a minute?