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There was a time |
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When I was broken, I was silent. |
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But those days have come and gone, |
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And a new life has just begun. |
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I'm not alone. |
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Salvation though the growth of a backbone. |
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And all this hope is so beautiful. |
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I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. |
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It twists and turns and ties a knot |
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In my gut that just won't come undone |
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As fast as you left me trembling. |
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All I hear is an exhale. |
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A shaking whisper spreading quickly to your hands. |
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Just hold on tight. |
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All I've got is a picture, |
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A reminder of everyday |
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That it just might be too late. |
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You find the truth in the company you call friends |
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Are they really? |
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Search deep inside. |
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Tell them all the lies that you hide within you, |
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The real you. |
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They'll break you down |
