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I know this is hard for you |
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This is something |
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I was going through |
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The first step of the long march |
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The hardest step, we must depart |
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I will return, with more love and more hate |
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For distant driving makes us separate |
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I will return with more love |
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I will return with hate |
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And I know, it's not over |
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Every minute, is a minute closer |
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Pulling me down past the point of comfort |
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I wish I could hold her, stand with her |
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And I know it's not over |
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And I know it's not over |
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And I know it's not over, |
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Every minute is a minute closer *solo* |
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I will come back to hold ' |
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Till the day that we grow ol |
