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Waiting I'm |
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Waiting to hold nothing cause |
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Everyone knows nothing's much easier to touch |
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So I want, |
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I tried for a love |
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That buried me under his shrug |
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No one sees or cares if I'm on my |
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Closet floor |
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Shh there's something |
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Outside my door |
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Making a little heat |
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It's getting warm |
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It said 'even in the darkest hour you shine' |
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It said 'even in the darkest hour you shine' |
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Loaded on |
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Layers and coats |
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Try to stand up, oh there I go |
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Down again |
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God it has been so long |
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Now I am marching in place |
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Pretending to say this all to his face |
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But you know, my guts they may never come |
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I shake, shake from holding back |
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Someone's trying to get me back on track from my spiral |
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You know even in the darkest hour we shine |
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You know even in the darkest hour we shine |
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It'll save you when no one will ever try |
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And I got answers super-glued under my knees |
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You know you gotta get me, out o'mye eye eye roooom |
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Outta my my my roooom |
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And off my closet floor |
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Shh there's something outside the door |
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Making a little heat |
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You're getting warmer now.. |
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And even in my darkest hour you shine |
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Even in my darkest hour you shine |
