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When passion's lost and all the trust is gone |
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Way too far, for way too long |
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Children crying, cast out and neglected |
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Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold |
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Hold the hand of your best friend |
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Look into their eyes then watch them drift away |
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Some might say, we've done the wrong things |
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For way too long, for way too long |
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Fever inside the storm |
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So I'm turning away |
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Away from the names (calling you names) |
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Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) |
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'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us |
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Keep your thorns |
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'Cause I'm running away |
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Away from the games (f**king head games) |
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Away from the space (hate this head space) |
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The circumstances of a world so cold |
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Burning whispers, remind me of the days |
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I was left alone, in a world this cold |
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Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause |
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I've left alone, in a world so cold |
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Fever inside the storm |
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So I'm turning away |
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Away from the names (calling you names) |
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Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) |
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'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us |
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Keep your thorns |
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'Cause I'm running away |
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Away from the games (f**king head games) |
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Away from the space (hate this head space) |
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The circumstances of a world so cold |
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I'm flying, I'm flying away |
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Away from the names (calling you names) |
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Away from the games (f**king head games) |
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The circumstances of a world so cold |
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Why does everyone feel like my enemy? |
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Don't want any part of depression or darkness |
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I've had enough, sick and tired |
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Bring the sun, or I'm gone |
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Or I'm gone |
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I'm backing out, I'm no pawn |
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No motherf**king slave to this |
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Never lied |
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Never left |
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Never lived |
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Never loved |
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Never lost |
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Never hurt |
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Never worry about being me, or anyone else |
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Not a care, no concern, don't give a sh*t about anything |
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Backing out, giving up |
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no motherf**king slave to this |
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Never lied |
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Never left |
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Never lived |
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Never loved |
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Never lost |
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Never hurt |
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Never worry about being me, or anyone else |
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Not a care, no concern, don't give a sh*t about anything |
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I need to find a darkened corner |
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A lightless corner |
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Where it's safer and calmer |
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I'm turning away |
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Away from the names (calling you names) |
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Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) |
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'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us |
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I'm running away, |
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Away from the games (f**king head games) |
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Away from the space (hate this head space) |
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The circumstances of a world so cold |
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I'm flying, I'm flying away |
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Away from the names (calling you names) |
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Away from the games (f**king head games) |
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The circumstances of a world so cold |