The Poets Dance fire and smoke

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Holding our breath, holding our tongues for the fear of what's to come
Will I be alive enough to know who I am?
We are the few, we are the future
We are the ones who see the truth
We are the ones who are afraid each day
The ground beneath my feet, it shakes
Pulsing tremors through my bones
We've got to get out, we've got to get out
Before the walls, before the walls cave in
Holding our breath, holding our tongues for the fear of what's to come
Will I be alive enough to know who I am?
We are the few, we are the future
We will not be silenced
We feed off the lies of the people
I've seen the signs, it's just a matter of time
The sights and heights are stunning
But they're filled with lies
Swiftly searching to survive
I won't be there when the fire and smoke become the sky
Holding our breath, holding our tongues for the fear of what's to come
Will I be alive enough to know who I am?
We are the few, we are the future

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