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Open that door; |
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I'll follow you into that space |
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Where nothing is regretted then forgotten |
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Where is that grace that carries me out? |
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So strange it's mine |
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It's closed and locked |
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But if you open that door, it won't be |
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Yesterday when, before the days of collapsing, |
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And I'll stand through all these lines just to make it back to you |
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Can you help me every step of the way? |
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We can bury that battle and bury the cause |
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There is nothing that I can say because I was wrong this time |
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Everyone knows cause they see the glare in our eyes |
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Be careful now, don't drown yourself in sorrow |
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I was the one that built that cross and weighed you down and now I'll carry on till it's over, |
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and it's over |
