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It's dark and |
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I'm trying to find |
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A state of mind where |
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I can hide away |
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Knocking on people's doors, greeted with open arms |
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But it's no secret |
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I'm not welcome where |
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I stay I've been struggling on, trying to belong |
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To face after familiar face |
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But I give in to fear and a curtained room |
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With no comfort but the warmth in his embrace [Chorus] |
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Oh, if I could say |
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Without being afraid |
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Or him raising a hand |
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I'd say you know |
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I have hopes |
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I have some dreams |
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And I have the right to make a stand |
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So here is the line |
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The line to my place |
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The place that |
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I call my own |
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And you will leave me alone |
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Cos here I stand [Verse 2] |
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It's cold outside, crouched by a light |
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Holding up pictures in the same hand as my smoke |
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How happy |
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I was then, look at my smile |
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I, I must have been on dope |
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How the times have changed, how little danger |
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I get into by choice |
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Kids, they keep me sane, numb from the pain |
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Cos they know how to raise their voices, oh, whoa [Chorus] |
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Oh, if I could say |
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Without being afraid |
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Or him raising a hand |
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I'd say you know |
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I have hopes |
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I have some dreams |
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And I have the right to make a stand |
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So here is the line |
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The line to my place |
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The place that |
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I call my own |
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And tell them all here |
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I stand Here |
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I stand Here |
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I stand Here |
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I stand [Chorus] |
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Oh, if I could say |
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Without being afraid |
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Or him raising a hand |
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I'd say you know |
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I have hopes |
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I have some dreams |
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And I have the right to make a stand |
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So here is the line |
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The line to my place |
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The place that |
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I call my own |
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And you will leave me alone |
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Cos here I stand |
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Cos here I stand |
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Here I stand |
