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It's been a long time now |
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All the years put a wall up for us |
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But sometimes the late nights |
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They pull you back to me |
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I find myself holding on for dear life |
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And the truth is I'm afraid to be alone |
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And it's easier to grieve for you |
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Look at you now |
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Look at you now |
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Doing just fine without me |
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And look at me now |
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Look at me now |
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Guess I'm doing just fine myself |
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Still a part of me is holding on |
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To a memory that's easier than now |
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Oh well |
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It is what it is |
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Say that all the time |
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I say that all the time |
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One of these days I'll seal the archive shut |
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Put you under lock and key |
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Maybe tomorrow |
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Maybe a year from now |
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But I know it will devastate me |
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So I avoid it to protect myself |
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It's easier to press on |
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And look at you now |
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Look at you now |
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Doing just fine without me |
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And look at me now |
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Look at me now |
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Guess I'm doing just fine myself |
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Still a part of me is holding on |
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To a memory that's easier than now |
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Oh well |
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It is what it is |
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Say that all the time |
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I say that all the time |
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Still a part of me is holding on |
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To a memory that's easier than now |
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Oh well |
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It is what it is |
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Say that all the time |
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I say that all the time |
