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Rev Theory - Broken Bones |
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Walking a fine line between wrong and right |
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And I know... |
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There is a part of me that I try to hide |
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But I can't win |
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And I can't fight |
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I keep holding on too tight |
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Running away from the world outside |
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Now I am calling |
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Hoping you'll hear me |
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We all need somebody |
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To believe in something |
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And I won't fear this |
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When I am falling |
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We all need somebody |
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That can mend... These broken bones |
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Caught in the confines of the simple life |
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And I am... |
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Holding my head high in the rising tide |
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And I can't win |
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And I can't fight |
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I keep holding on too tight |
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Running away from the world outside |
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Now I am calling |
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Hoping you'll hear me |
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We all need somebody |
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To believe in something |
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And I won't fear this |
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When I am falling |
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We all need somebody |
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That can mend... These broken bones |
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But Oh |
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Yeah |
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I'm not coming home now |
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I know... |
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I'm so far away |
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So far from home |
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I'm not coming home now |
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I know... |
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I'm so far away |
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I'm so far away |
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And I can't win |
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And I can't fight |
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I keep holding on too tight |
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Now I am calling |
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Hoping you'll hear me |
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We all need somebody |
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To believe in something |
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And I won't fear this |
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When I am falling |
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We all need somebody |
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That can mend... These broken bones |
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And I can't win |
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And I can't fight |
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I keep holding on too tight |
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Running away from the world outside |
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And I can't win |
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And I can't fight |
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I keep holding on too tight |
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Running away from the world outside |
