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Darkest Hour |
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Waiting, I'm waiting to hold |
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Nothing 'cause everyone knows |
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Nothing's much, easier to touch |
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Wanted, I wanted a love |
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That buries me under his shrug |
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And no one sees or cares if I'm on my |
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Closet floor |
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Shush there's something |
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Outside my door |
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Making a little heat, you're 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 layers and coats |
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Try to stand up, oh, there I go |
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Down again, God, it has been so long |
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Now I am marching in place |
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Pretending to say this |
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All to your face but you know |
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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 |
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Back on track from my spiral |
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I know even in the darkest hour you shine |
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I know even in the darkest hour we shine |
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I will save you when no one will ever try |
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I got answers super glued under my knees |
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You know you gotta get me, get me out |
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My out, my room, outta my room |
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And off my closet floor |
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Shush there's something |
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Outside my door, making a little heat |
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You're getting warmer now |
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I know even in the darkest hour we shine |
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I know even in the darkest hour we shine |
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I know even in the darkest hour you shine |
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I know even in the darkest hour you shine |
