| In less than thirty days, we’ll both be going our separate ways
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| Now, there’s nothing left that we can fall back on
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| And I know, I might sound selfish, but I can’t, I can’t help this
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| Nobody knows what I’ve done, I’ve done wrong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| And there’s a place that I know I belong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| There’s nothing left for me but paybacks, death, and destiny
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| Where did I go wrong? |
| Oh, I don’t know
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| I gotta leave and take what’s mine, wasted youth and wasted time
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| Carve these words into my skin so it will show
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| And I know, I might sound selfish, but I can’t, I can’t help this
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| Nobody knows what I’ve done, I’ve done wrong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| And there’s a place that I know I belong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| So give back everything you took from me
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| Don’t believe in me, you don’t care about me
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| I’ve learned my lesson and it set me free
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| Don’t believe in me, you don’t care about me, no
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| Nobody knows what I’ve done, I’ve done wrong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| And there’s a place that I know I belong
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| What doesn’t kill us makes us, makes us strong
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| Makes us, makes us, makes us |