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If you close your eyes

Your life, a naked truth revealed

Dreams you never lived and scars never healed

In the darkness, light will take you to the other side

Find me waiting there

You'll see if you just close your eyes

If you just close your eyes

If you just close your eyes



Decieved by my eyes

And all I was told I should see

Opinions not mine

The person they taught me to be

One night in the dark

A vision of someone I know

And out of the darkness

I heard a voice say "I'm you"



Inside of me, a light was turned on

Then I was alive



If you close your eyes

Your life, a naked truth revealed

Dreams you never lived and scars never healed

In the darkness

Light will take you to the other side

Find me waiting there

You'll see if you just close your eyes



Hearts uninspired

Trapped inside somebody's dream

Too close to the fire

Yet cold and so numb with the pain

But the fever has broken

And the river has run to the sea

Washed to the ocean and saved

By a voice inside me



Inside of me, a light was turned on

Then I was alive



If you close your eyes

Your life, a naked truth revealed

Dreams you never lived and scars never healed

In the darkness

Light will take you to the other side

Find me waiting there

You'll see if you just close your eyes



Never thought I would be here

So high in the air

This was my unanswered prayer

Defined by another

So much wasted time

Out of the darkness

Each breath that I take will be mine



If you close your eyes

Your life, a naked truth revealed

Dreams you never lived and scars never healed

In the darkness

Light will take you to the other side

Find me waiting there

You'll see if you just close your eyes

If you just close your eyes

If you just close your eyes

Alternate title: "Just Close Your Eyes (Remix)" - Jim Johnston's BMI page

There is more of an echo to the vocals, has open hi-hats in the 2nd verse, and it's more bassy compared to the Vol. 10 release

Featured in SmackDown vs. RAW 2011

Arena Version

We walk alone in the unknown

We live to win another victory

Our sacred scars show who we are

It's time to face it



We are one, we are one, we are one

We will stand together

Number one, number one

The chosen ones

We are one, we are one

We will fight forever

We are one and we won't die young



We walk alone in the unknown

We live to win another victory

We are the young dying sons

We live to change the face of history



Don't be afraid, it's the price we pay

The only easy day was yesterday

So hear our voice, we have a choice

It's time to face it



We are one, we are one, we are one

We will stand together

Number one, number one

The chosen ones

We are one, we are one

We will fight forever

We are one and we won't die young



We are the bold united souls

We live to win another victory

Our sacred scars show who we are

They tell the story of our memories



Don't be afraid, it's the price we pay

The only easy day was yesterday

So hear our voice, we have a choice

It's time to face it



We are one, we are one, we are one

We will stand together

Number one, number one

The chosen ones

We are one, we are one

We will fight forever

We are one and we won't die young



We walk alone in the unknown

We live to win another victory

Our sacred scars show who we are

It's time to face it



We are one, we are one, we are one

We will stand together

Number one, number one

The chosen ones

We are one, we are one

We will fight forever

We are one and we won't die young



We are one, we are one, yeah

Number one, number one

The chosen ones



We are one, we are one, yeah

We are one and we won't die young



We are one, we are one, yeah

Number one and we won't die young



We are one, we are one, yeah

Number one and we won't die young

Alternate title: "We Are One (WWE Version)" - original iTunes release

The song starts from 2:08 - 2:40, goes back to 1:45 - 2:03, then goes back to 0:15 - finish

Intro Cut / Verse Edit

I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days



I'll be your end of days



Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye

Tell me all the ways that I went wrong

They'd lock us up forever, given half a chance

Out of sight, out of mind, same old dance



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days



I'll be your end of days



Painted smile, glad hands, pick your pocket, money gone

Laughing to themselves, and forget your name

Make up any promise as they go and sell your future

We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days



I'll be your end of days

Alternate titles: "The Corre Theme" & "Wade Barrett Theme" - Jim Johnston APRA page

V3

I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye

Tell me all the ways that I went wrong

They'd lock us up forever, give 'em half a chance

Out of sight, out of mind

Same old dance



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Painted smiles, glad hands

Pick your pocket, money gone

Laughing to themselves, and forget your name

They make up any promise as they go and sell your future

We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

Alternate titles: "The Corre Theme" & "Wade Barrett Theme" - Jim Johnston APRA page

Arena Version

I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye

Tell me all the ways that I went wrong

They'd lock us up forever, give 'em half a chance

Out of sight, out of mind

Same old dance



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Painted smiles, glad hands

Pick your pocket, money gone

Laughing to themselves, and forget your name

They make up any promise as they go and sell your future

We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

Alternate titles: "The Corre Theme" & "Wade Barrett Theme" - Jim Johnston APRA page

This version has a faster whoosh instead of the crash cymbal hit, the distorted rhythm guitar was turned down and changed to standard tuning, instead of Drop C like the first version and the vocals are less powerful but more layered

The section 0:01 - 0:03 is removed

Intro Edit

I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye

Tell me all the ways that I went wrong

They'd lock us up forever, give 'em half a chance

Out of sight, out of mind

Same old dance



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Painted smiles, glad hands

Pick your pocket, money gone

Laughing to themselves, and forget your name

They make up any promise as they go and sell your future

We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try and silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

Alternate titles: "The Corre Theme" & "Wade Barrett Theme" - Jim Johnston APRA page

This version has a faster whoosh instead of the crash cymbal hit, the distorted rhythm guitar was turned down and changed to standard tuning, instead of Drop C like the first version and the vocals are less powerful but more layered

Slowed Tempo / Intro Edit

I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye

Tell me all the ways that I went wrong

They'd lock us up forever, give 'em half a chance

Out of sight, out of mind

Same old dance



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days



Painted smile, glad hands

Pick your pocket, money gone

Laughin' to themselves, and forget your name

Make up any promise as they go and sell your future

We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame



Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound

The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground



I've had enough, I'll make 'em see

They'll never take another drop of blood from me

And judge you all, one final bow

I'll be your end of days



Blood in the streets, the royals fall

I will do what I must 'til I see them crawl up to me

Where they will see, I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

I'll be your end of days

Alternate titles: "The Corre Theme" & "Wade Barrett Theme" - Jim Johnston APRA page

V4; Intro Edit