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Here I am, hardly breathing
Once again, you have found your way
Into my head, but I'm not backing down
You were my regret, my outlet, the fuel to my fire and I've
Never been this torn: should i stay? Or is this goodbye?
You. Can't. Break. Me. Down.
I. Can't. Let. You. Go.
We're not meant to make it out alive
I put the words to sleep
And they poison quietly
Only you can draw the venom out of me
You've stolen a part of me
Some nights, I lie awake
Thinking about what could have been
About the sound of your voice and those cold hard words
And the hate they held within
It's been a while but you're always here with me
Caged in the back of my mind
How am I supposed to live my life
If I can't leave you behind?
I think way back to us
I see those memories
But they've never faded
They're never fading for me
I see you in my sleep
And we whisper quietly
And your final words still burn inside of me
You've stolen a part of me
I can't put us to sleep
(I can't put us to sleep)
And I'm screaming quietly
(I'm screaming quietly)
Oh you pull
You break!
You burn inside of me
You've stolen a part of me
You've stolen a part of me
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XXV
03:27
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I've lived my life with no regrets
I take every opportunity that I can get
And I'm not about to let that change
Not yet
Been through highs, I've survived the lows
Yea I feel more alive than I ever did before
No flat lines here I've always wanted something more
It might take a while but I'll learn to fly
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
I've seen the safety nets
Heads in the sand yea
I've seen people cling to the ground
They take the easy way out
They'd rather listen than shout
And that's a place where I will never be found
Now I'm jumping out of the picture frame
I don't care much for the road most traveled by
I. Will. Fly!
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
Try to paint on glass with water colour paints
How am I supposed to write words when they won't stick on the page
It's like staring in a cavern, meaningless and black
'Cause if you stare to long then the void stares back
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
In twenty-five years (whoa)
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