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It's the search. |
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The search to find something |
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We can call our own. |
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I'm afraid I've stayed in this place for too long without a purpose |
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And it's the light I can't see anymore. |
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We're all sinners, |
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We're all sinners. |
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It's just so hard to see you like this. |
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My focus is strong. |
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Let's find some beautiful place to get lost. |
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There's no room for error when we |
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Keep to ourselves, |
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When we keep to ourselves. |
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I'm afraid I've stayed in this place for too long without a purpose |
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And I feel I was put here to fight for you, |
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But it's the light, |
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It's the light I can't see anymore. |
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We're all sinners, |
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We're all sinners, |
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It's just so hard to see you like this. |
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I've been tearing everything in this room apart, |
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Telling everyone that you're something to me |
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But what's done is done. |
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This abandonment can't be held against me. |
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But what's done is done. |
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We're all sinners. |
