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Bring us back, |
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Bring this to your attention, |
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Of the promise, |
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You spoke in the past. |
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It's the way you feel in the pit of your stomach, |
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Of the memories, |
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We've held in the past. |
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Now you can find yourself, |
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In us both we both know what's right. |
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I won't give up on this. |
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What's done is done. [x3] |
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Now find yourself, |
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It's just a matter of time. |
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Before you meet your maker. |
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I take this to the grave with me, |
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Of a promise said. |
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At the end of your rope |
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I feel you inside em, |
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It doesn't fit, fight this end |
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It doesn't matter what was said we hope on the end of the once best. |
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Now fear your end, boasting in the past. |
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Through your blind end. |
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What's done is done. [x3] |
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You can't control it, |
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You feel in your heart and mine. |
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Don't be afraid of what's right. |
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Got to feel the end of us, |
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Push through the walls and me. |