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Every morning there's a warning that you follow |
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It's getting harder you know |
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To fill the moments of the morning |
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They're so hollow, fill up on empty and go |
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And every morning there's a brokenness |
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You swallow, you try to let go |
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Of every warning that you're wanting, want to follow? |
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Your signs are starting to show |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to overcome |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to rise above |
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I can see it in your eyes, so take these wings and fly |
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And for tomorrow there's a bottom of a bottle |
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It's getting harder you know |
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To dry the problem at the bottom of a bottle |
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Before it's out of control |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to overcome |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to rise above |
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I can see it in your eyes, so take these wings and fly |
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And every morning there's a warning that you follow |
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It's getting harder you know |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to overcome |
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I can see it in your eyes, you were made to rise above |
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I can see it in your eyes, so take these wings and fly |
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So take these wings and fly |
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So take these wings and fly |
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So take these wings and fly |
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So take these wings and fly |
