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Fragile |
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So many times I have brought you down |
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that I have already lost all count |
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and I seem to be doing it again |
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No matter how hard I have tried |
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I have crumbled time after time |
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and kept failing in the end |
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Sometimes it feels it would be better for you all |
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If I ceased to exist or was never born at all |
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So many times I have let you down |
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shadowed the shine of our sun |
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and drowned you in tears and misery |
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that it is hard for me to see |
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how you can after all these years |
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still be standing by me |
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Sometimes it feels it would be better for us all |
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If I ceased to exist or was never born at all |
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Sometimes it feels it would be easier to fall |
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than to flutter in the air with these wings so weak and torn |