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Tha Producer: |
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Take my hand lets go |
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Somewhere we can rest our souls. |
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We'll sit where it's warm |
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You say look we're here alone. |
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I was running in circles |
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I hurt myself |
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Just to find my purpose. |
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Everything was so worthless |
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I didn't deserve this |
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But to me you were perfect. |
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I'm scattered through this life. |
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If this is life I'll say good bye. |
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She's gone like an angel |
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With wings let me burn tonight. |
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I was running in circles |
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I hurt myself |
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Just to find my purpose. |
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Everything was so worthless |
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I didn't deserve this |
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But to me you were perfect. |
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Johnny 3: |
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I see me writing' on this paper. |
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Praying' for some savior. |
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Wishing intake her and save her. |
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In a world so, so godless and thoughtless |
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I don't know how we wrought this |
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All the love that you brought us. |
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It feels like I'm killing myself. |
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Just wheeling myself. |
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Just to pray for some help. |
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I'd give it all just to have |
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Have your eternity. |
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Cause it's all that assures me. |
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It's worth all that hurts me. |
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I'd give you my heart |
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And let you just hold it. |
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I'd give you my soul |
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But I already sold it. |
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On that day |
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The day I walked away in December. |
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I will always remember. |
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I'll regret it forever. |
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I remember brown eyes |
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So sad and blue skies. |
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Turned to darkness and night. |
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I'm so sick of the fight. |
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I won't breathe unless you breathe |
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Won't bleed unless you bleed. |
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Won't be unless you be |
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'Till I'm gone and I can sleep. |
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Tha Producer: |
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I was running in circles |
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I hurt myself |
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Just to find my purpose. |
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Everything was so worthless |
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I didn't deserve this |
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But to me you were perfect. |
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I was running in circles |
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I hurt myself |
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Just to find my purpose. |
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Everything was so worthless |
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I didn't deserve this |
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But to me you were perfect. |
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I've gone away |
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Seen better times in yesterday |
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(I hurt myself). |
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It's hard to say |
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That everything will be okay |
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(I hurt myself). |
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I've gone away |
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Seen better times in yesterday |
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(I hurt myself). |
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It's hard to say |
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That everything will be okay |
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(I hurt myself) |
