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I never meant to hurt you |
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I never thought my words could cut right through, leaving open wounds |
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In all this open space, |
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I took myself into a place |
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I never should have gone, |
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I never should have gone |
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Oh, the damage is done |
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Lay me down in fields of green |
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This heart has seen things |
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I never should have seen you're breaking my legs and teaching me |
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I never saw my own pride |
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I never thought my lips could taste of lies, and kiss your crying eyes |
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And all the scars you've gained, from crimson covered hands |
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That held your face when they were strong, my hands used to be so strong |
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Oh the damage they've done |
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I found my place amont the seas, |
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I found this grace upon my knees |