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Well, you don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it You don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone Separation of forces, a big bang in the universe Bring forth the four horsemen, brotherhood is a fortress Strong protection but the raw selection leaves your voice choiceless We can move in all directions Why can’t we see that the path we walk is free but still predestined? I know it’s tough to understand, but every decision ever made Is all part of the same plan You take for granted what’s priceless With my empirical will I’m saying move on to the lifeless It’s all proof stood immunity Come from all walks of life, you’re right without impunity Musics are most dead as we know it But flow like portrait, the prodigal son has returned Home, home, home, home Home, home, home, home The prodigal son has returned From Letras Mania