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Take my fingers, and take my hands. |
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Save me from myself, selfish distractions. |
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Board the windows, and lock all doors. |
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Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions. |
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I'm always walking on the easiest path. |
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And I know, that road, it leads to nothing. |
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Aligned my footsteps and led me to the route |
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that you've laid, for me, ready and waiting. |
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Why have I turned my back so many times |
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on clear direction? |
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Why have I listened to the whispers |
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that are from the dark? |
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Take my fingers, and take my hands. |
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Save me from myself, selfish distractions. |
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Board the windows, and lock all doors. |
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Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions. |
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It never seems to matter how many times |
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that I fail on my own, |
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convinced that im stronger. |
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Your gentle hand is reaching, |
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leading me safely away. |
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From the dark, the fiction in my mind. |
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And once again. |
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I realize that I'm short of the goal. |
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I've wandered so far from where I should be. |
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I've led myself astray for what? |
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For comfort? There is no comfort here... |
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Carry me home. |
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Carry me home. |
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There was never any comfort here. |
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Take my fingers, and take my hands. |
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Save me from myself, selfish distractions. |
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Board the windows, and lock all doors. |
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Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions. |
