| As she sits in the corner
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| Face to the floor
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| She dispels smoke from her lips
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| And slowly float away with it
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| Letting go of so much pain
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| Her tears are thick enough to stain
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| The pavement that slowly becomes her best friend when she needs to run away
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| This is your time to weep
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| This is your time to mourn
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| Not yet time to build up
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| Just a time to tear down old walls
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| Does it help to say I’m sorry
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| If so then I’m sorry
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| That you’re so unhappy
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| This life those lies starting to get you down
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| Darling don’t let them drag you around
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| Saying «its my fault» doesn’t help repeated
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| Time, love and Jesus seems to beat it
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| She’ll find out this is harder than
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| Taking medicine
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| This is your time to weep
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| This is your time to mourn
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| Not yet time to build up
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| Just a time to tear down
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| This is your time to weep
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| This is your time to mourn
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| Not yet time to build up
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| Just a time to
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| Were still waiting for the fire
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| Were still waiting for the fire
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| Seeing smoke and waiting for the fire
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| Were still waiting for the fire
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| Were still waiting for the fire
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| Seein smoke and waiting for the fire
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| Were still waiting for the fire
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| This is your time to weep
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| This is your time to mourn
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| Not yet time to build up
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| Just a time to tear down
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| This is your time to weep
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| This is your time to mourn
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| Not yet time to build up
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| Just a time to tear down
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| Old walls |