Stuck in a Box

I keep playing this tune over and over again in my head, and all i can see are the walls closing in.
There is one way out. Only one.
I pound my fists against the risings giants of our future, knowing Im am too small to make a difference alone.
I am only one. Just one.
If I built an army, would you join?
We cannot do this on our own.
We cannot survive.
You and I, we are nothing without each other.

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