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For all the times |
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I've been made to feel resentful |
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Towards the things I should be grateful for |
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By the ones I've laid trust on |
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But now it seems |
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I've become more resilient |
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For all the poison has been filtered out |
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And I feel alive again |
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And even through the hardest times |
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The storm will fail to break us down |
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Despite the falters, and there's been a few |
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We're still alive |
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And for all the misdirections |
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For all the broken paths |
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I've once been led |
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I lit the fuse to burn those bridges |
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No more will I re-tread these steps of mine |
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Even in our darkest times |
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Our brightest moments are born |
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Sometimes it takes a fall |
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To become a stronger man |
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For every time |
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That a high was ripped away from me |
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By the vultures judging with their keys |
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I've left them all behind |
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But now it seems |
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I've become more resilient |
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For all the poison has been filtered out |
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And I feel alive again |
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And even through the hardest times |
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The storm will fail to break us down |
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Despite the falters, and there's been a few |
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We're still alive |
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We'll find these answers on our own |
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If we're led we'll never know |
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We'll forge our paths with blood and bone |
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If we're led we'll never know |
