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You can run away from home |
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but you can't run away from your pain. |
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Now I sit, here alone |
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as I place someone else to blame. |
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It's up to you now. |
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It's up to you now. |
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Don't want to be your broken dream |
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We've run out of things somehow. |
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And it's up to you now. |
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I have to hide from my own face |
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now that we have fallen from grace. |
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Arms that hold you close |
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are the arms that hold you back. |
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While your world is under attack. |
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It's up to you now. |
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It's up to you now. |
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I stumbled to your archer |
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with my knees bent my head bound |
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And it's up to you now. |
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Alls there with stoned |
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letters that wore |
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and we don't have to borrow anymore. |
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You wrote a list |
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with all your demands |
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and you nailed it to both of my hands. |
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and its up to you now. |
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oh its up to you now. |
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my fist is full of ashes |
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and my blood is in the ground. |
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so its up, yes its up, its up to you now. |
