00:00I wear the weight of every expectation, like a crown of lead and a stone
00:06Each link upon us now my own, a throne built from my buried screams
00:11The sky is just a painting on a ceiling, I'm too tired to reach
00:15I feel the ache in every atom, a silent universal speech
00:22These gems are cold against my skin, a prison I was born within
00:28But deep within this crushing gravity, a stranger wild was born within
00:37For each within this crushing gravity, a stranger wild hope takes me
00:44For even Atlas had to shrug, before he could become a king
00:59Each fill the ache in every atom, until the ache in every axe he'll reach
01:06But deep within this crushing gravity, a stranger wild was born within
01:14For each within this crushing gravity, a stranger wild hope takes me
01:22For even others had to shrug, before he could become a king
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