| I didn’t come here
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| Trying to find forgiveness
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| I didn’t come here
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| Looking for a fix
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| I didn’t come here
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| In hopes of seeing
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| How the unforsaken get their kicks
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| It’s like a cry for help nobody hears
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| Close as you can get
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| But I’m still nowhere near
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| Now I’m just down here
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| Waiting on a sign
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| I’m running out of time
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| I’m here waiting on a sign
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| A mother is only happy as her saddest child
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| To learn to live without can take awhile
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| And it’s a long way back to anywhere
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| And it’s not too late but it’s getting there
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| Like a cry for help that nobody hears
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| Close as you can get
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| But I’m still nowhere near
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| I’m just here waiting on your sign
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| I’m running out of time
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| So you blow a veil of smoke
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| To protect yourself from the joke
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| Look around this room and say,
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| «Man, I don’t belong here.»
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| There’s so many sides to to the truth
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| But only one side to a fact
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| What will we do with what we can’t take back?
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| Like a cry, like a cry for help
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| That nobody hears
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| Close as you can get but I’m still
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| Nowhere near |