| There’s a sentence they gave me
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| Then one that remains unchanging
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| Like skin that’s burnt by frost, it’ll peel if I pull away
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| It hurts to hold or let go as I’m trying to sustain
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| Like feeling hunger pangs and eating bone to stay alive
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| It tears me apart inside‚ but it seems like the better way to get by
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| Like a broken hourglass‚ they fell
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| Cutting sand through my fingers down the deepest well
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| I know the toll it takes‚ but I won’t let you go
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| There is no turning back, I can’t fix what I broke
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| You’re a part of me that I may never be able to repair
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| Like a lung that’s collapsed, I’ll always know that you’re still there
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| Always surrounding my heart even if it rejects air
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| I know the toll it takes‚ but I won’t let you go
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| There is no turning back, I can’t fix what I broke
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| The true sentence I still face is one I brought upon myself
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| Lost in a dark cell
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| They said it’s easiest just to numb yourself and let go
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| But these open wounds will forever feel fresh
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| And I refuse to let them close yet
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| I know the toll it takes, but I won’t let you go
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| There is no turning back‚ I can’t fix what I broke
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| The past I can’t replace is all that you’ll ever know
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| I know the toll it takes, but I won’t let you go |