Grew up on a man made line
That's left me warm
Count your blessings, you're the lucky one
The view from this window
Is frail and brittle
And I've done nothing to change anything
These hills in our hometown
Disguise the beaten down
Can't turn a blind eye anymore
I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
Let's crash these gates and join this party
I want to be welcomed not just tolerated
I'm watching my own eyes
Looking for truth
I started doubting but fell into the pool
This resolutions firm and panic sets is
In order to grow you must be open to learn
I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
Brand new Path
I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
Grew up on a man made line
That's left my empty
Count your blessings, you're the lucky one
I've seen these scenes
Haunt me in my dreams
I've just begun to question why
How could I forget
Imaginary space
Dont' have a thing to do with life
I've seen these scenes
Haunt me in my dreams
I've just begun to question why
How could I forget
Imaginary space
Dont' have a thing to do with life
I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path now
Brand new path
I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path now
Brand new path
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