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Pick up the stitches |
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Pick up the stitches |
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Be strong |
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Pick up the stitches |
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It's all right |
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Just pick up the stitches |
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It's all right |
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You're not mine |
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It's all right |
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I am fine |
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Just left with scars |
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To remind me where the wounds are |
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To remind me where the wounds are |
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Thread the light through the flesh |
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And push the needle past the rest |
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Through the bone, into the heart |
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Where madness ends and music starts |
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Listen |
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Don't worry |
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It won't be long |
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Just weave all your sadness into a song |
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And I know you will |
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I know you will |
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I know you will |
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Because I know you |
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I'm all right |
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You're not mine |
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I'm all right |
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I'll be fine |
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Just left with scars |
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To remind me where the wounds are |
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To remind me where the wounds are |
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Lace the ribbon up your back |
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And stitch the future to the past |
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When demons become friends at last |
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Hold them tight and heal the gash |
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Listen |
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Don't worry |
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It won't be long |
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Just spin all your nightmares into a song |
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I know you will |
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I know you will |
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Because I know you |
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Because I know you |
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I know you will |
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I know you will |
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Because I know you |
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It's all right |
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You'll survive |
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It's all right |
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You'll be fine |
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Just left with scars |
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To remind you where the wounds are |
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To remind you to |
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Sew every glimmer you get to your skin |
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And let every sound you hear come crashing in |
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Knit your fragile veins to the wrists of your friends |
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And know that you will see them again |
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Sew every shimmer you get to your skin |
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And let every whisper come rushing back in |
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And pick up the stitches and start to mend |
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Love pierces through even death in the end |
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Love will pierce through even death in the end |
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Believe that you will see them again |
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(The spider knows) |
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You will |
