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| This place has begun to cover me
I recall the light, but the dark smothers me I prefer the feelings I know right now I don't worry about feeling very proud |
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You don't know how it feels
To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would |
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But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised
From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake |
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It's almost seeing your soul for the first time
And watching the mirror show you life in rewind Capture the ridicule of everyone I'm tired of trying, and they wonder why I'm gone |
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You don't know how it feels
To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would |
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But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised
From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake |
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I can't fake it
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You don't know how it feels
To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would |
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But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised
From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake |
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