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Pretty mess, with a pretty voice |
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Humming in my ear, drowning out the world's noise |
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Such a pretty one, such a mixed up one |
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I once was lost, then |
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I was found |
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I wanna make things better the second time around |
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What a precious sound |
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Hearing the words a second time around |
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And how will you understand? |
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As if I would back then. |
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How will they understand, that's who |
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I was not who |
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I am? And |
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I'm not a perfect soul, and |
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I'll fall again, |
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I know. I must pull myself together |
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This is a brand new day |
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Pull myself away from my mistakes |
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Pull myself together, |
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It's time to let the waves pull me, take me away |
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And I know for you this must be hard, giving me a second start |
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And I know |
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I'm a little bit late but please don't hate, hate me |
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Don't hate, hate me |
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Chain of lies, chain of events |
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The keys are in your reach, but not in your hands |
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You don't have to be a quote good unquote person to be let free |
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And how will you understand? |
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As if I would back then. |
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How will they understand, that's who |
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I was not who |
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I am? And |
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I'm not a perfect soul, and |
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I'll fall again, |
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I know, but oh |
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I must pull myself together |
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This is a brand new day |
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Pull myself away from my mistakes |
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Pull myself together, |
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It's time to let the waves just take me, pull me away |
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And I know for you this must be hard, giving me a second start |
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And I know |
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I'm a little bit late but please don't hate, hate me |
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Don't hate, hate me |
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So pull myself together |
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This is a brand new day |
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Pull myself away from my mistakes |
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Pull myself together, |
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It's time to let the waves just take me, pull me away |
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And I know for you this must be hard, giving me a second start |
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And I know |
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I'm a little bit late but please don't hate, hate me |
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Don't hate, hate me |
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The grace you know you're yearning for is right here where you're at |
