| As the night is getting darker
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| And he finds himself alone
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| He feels it’s getting harder
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| But it’s all he’s ever known
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| His mind is playing tricks on him
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| It’s out of this control
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| And all the medication
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| Cannot save him anymore
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| It’s not physical, it’s not chemical
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| But there’s something you can do
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| The truth lies within your heart
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| You’ll find another way
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| But she, she won’t let him waste away
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| She will have something to say, whoa
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| Standing in the rain
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| Now, she, she will never make him wait
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| She knows he has something to say
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| Whoa, whoa
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| The toll is getting higher
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| Your self-esteem is low
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| Like a son without a father
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| Who has never seen him grow
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| Maybe he will break this spell
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| Clearing the smoke
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| By killing that desire
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| Of being all alone
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| It’s not physical, it’s not chemical
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| But there’s something you can do
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| The truth lies within your heart
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| You’ll find another way
|
| But she, she won’t let him waste away
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| She will have something to say, whoa
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| Standing in the rain
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| Now, she, she will never make him wait
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| She knows he has something to say
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| Whoa, whoa
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| He knows she’ll breathe fire
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| Whenever he lets go
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| He knows she’ll be tired
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| Although she’s still be ‘round
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| It’s not physical, it’s not chemical
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| She, she won’t let him waste away
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| She will have something to say, whoa
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| Standing in the rain
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| Now, she, she will never make him wait
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| She knows he has something to say
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| Whoa, whoa |