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Never once did he believe |
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That he was ever |
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Anything but invincible |
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Until he got the call |
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She was driving down I-5 |
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She went past that dividing line |
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The police report said she lost control |
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What can I say |
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To ease the pain? |
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I never lost someone so close to me |
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Let me know just what you're going through |
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Not enough time |
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Not enough time |
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Just a screech of the tires |
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And a flash of their lights |
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Lamenting people stand to the side |
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Eighteen is way too young to die |
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I'm not about to take this lightly |
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I'm not about to let the world keep turning |
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She was your blood |
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I am your brother so talk to me |
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What can I say |
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To ease the pain? |
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I never lost someone so close to me |
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Let me know just what you're going through |
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Talk to me |
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I've got time |
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When you're ready |
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Rick burst into flame |
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With the book of matches |
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He carries in his hands |
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Our lives begin |
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And just like this |
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Candles will illuminate the room |
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And burn with purpose |
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To shed light on a darkened world |
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To burn with purpose |
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As we dance in the stale air |
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And I watched melts for the most of us |
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Keeping a steady, healthy flame |
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Though it took some of us to smoke |
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Be prepared to give your life away |
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What can I say |
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To ease the pain? |
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I never lost someone so close to me |
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Let me know just what you're going through |
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Talk to me |
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I've got time |
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When you're ready |
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Talk to me |
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I've got time |
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When you're ready |
