"Is it real or am I going insane?
Am I ever gonna change my ways?
Isolated, separated, sick of the mess I created,
The pressure keeps rising,
When the truth is what I'm fighting,
We march out of the darkness,
We revel in the flames,
The mission is accomplished,
We're ready for the change,
And the only thing that will set us free is living through the pain,
And the only thing that I'll guarantee, we'll never be the same"
- in "March Out of The Darkness" by Papa Roach
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