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some people still see what's real and |
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some people are lost in fear and |
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some people remember family and |
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some people go out alone and |
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some people don't ask no questions and |
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some people will think what's dangerous and |
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some people see the world as friendly |
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some people see the world as strangers |
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some people believe an answer |
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will come to save us from ourselves and |
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some people think hope's outdated |
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expect the world to go to hell |
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and you |
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you're coming to me |
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with your arms wide and your true heart |
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and you |
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you see the beauty in things |
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as they break down and come apart |
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some people live life in anger and |
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some people keep their doors locked and |
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some people contain their heartache and |
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some people one day melt down and |
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some people will act outrageous |
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if they think you want to take what's rightfully theirs and |
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some people think they're born entitled and |
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some people hope you're running scared and |
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some people won't have the strength to conquer |
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the fear that's being shoved down our throats |
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and some people will simply crumble |
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in the face of what's to come |
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and you |
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you're coming to me |
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with your arms wide and your true heart |
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and you |
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you see the beauty in things |
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as they break down and fall apart |
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and you |
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you're like the flowers that grow |
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from the cracks in the pavement |
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and you |
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you know how dark I can be |
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but you still come to save me |
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and you |
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you're coming to me |
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with your arms wide and your true heart |
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and you |
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you see the beauty in things |
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as they break down and fall apart |
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and you |
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you're like the flowers that grow |
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from the cracks in the pavement |
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and you |
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you know how dark I can be |
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but you still come to save me, yeah |
