| I’m tryna let go but I don’t know how
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| I see the writing on the wall
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| I can’t forget it, though it’s over
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| I wish I could move on
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| I’m tryna let go but I don’t know how
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| Too many memories in my head
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| It’s like a dream that is rotten
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| When will I see the dawn?
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| I’ll step out of the woods, my darling
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| Hush down, in the end we’ll make it
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| We shall die with our heads held high
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| Like when kids, we would rise, rise, rise, rise
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| I’ll step out of the woods, my darling
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| Hush down, in the end we’ll make it
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| We shall die with our heads held high
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| Like when kids, we would rise, rise, rise, rise
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| We would rise, rise, rise, rise
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| We would think of rising up
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| I tried to let go when I was young
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| But I could only make a mess
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| Fought day and night to make sure that
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| It wouldn’t happen again
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| I guess we all make mistakes
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| I’ll step out of the woods, my darling
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| Hush down, in the end we’ll make it
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| We shall die with our heads held high
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| Like when kids we would rise, rise, rise, rise
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| I’ll step out of the woods, my darling
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| Hush down, in the end we’ll make it
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| We shall die with our heads held high
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| Like when kids we would rise, rise
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| Oh, why she looks so tired
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| When she smiles? |
| When she smiles?
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| When she smiles?
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| Oh, why he looks so crazy
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| When he cries? |
| When he cries?
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| When he cries?
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| Oh, why she looks so tired
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| When she smiles? |
| When she smiles?
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| When she smiles?
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| Oh, why he looks so crazy
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| When he cries? |
| When he cries?
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| When he cries?
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| When he cries?
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| When he cries?
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| She looks so pretty when she smiles
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| Dusty mirrors hanging on
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| Old summer house walls
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| I’ll just dive into the ocean
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| And I’ll try to be yours
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| I just couldn’t keep pretending
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| Fake love don’t make me remember
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| Back in those bittersweet summers
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| And I will try
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| You don’t know what these eyes have seen
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| Don’t look so great beneath the sheen
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| I’m glad we finally find some peace
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| Just need the ocean in between
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| And I’ll try to be yours
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| I’ll try to be yours
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| And I’ll try to be yours
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| Like I’ve tried to be yours before |