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Stand up again, |
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Holding by the rails tonight |
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While she listens to the sound of the echoes of her own two feet |
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Don't wait anymore, |
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Nothing is like it used to be |
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Waiting on the one, but changes |
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They held their beat, |
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She said |
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I was fading like a waterfall when I met you |
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Not feeling like I did before, now I've met you |
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Breaking down the walls we built |
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Give me back the part I gave, |
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Somehow it is someone else |
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Make up your mind, |
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This home here it is overgrown |
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I know you are the one |
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I know we got a lot to lose |
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Alright |
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I was fading like a waterfall when I met you |
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Not feeling like I did before, now I've met you |
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Staring at the edge |
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Just two steps back from dissidence |
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It's like being within... |
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and without |
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Held up again, |
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Standing where the rivers bleed |
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Trying to find a little lead in the echoes of her own two feet |
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Made up her mind, |
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Now nothing is like it used to be |
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I thought you were the one, |
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But lost the better part of me |
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Alright |
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I was fading like a waterfall when I met you |
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Not feeling like I did before, now I've met you |
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Held up again |
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Oh, held up again |
