| Our legs begin to break
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| We’ve walked this path for far too long
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| My lungs, they start to ache
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| But still we carry on
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| I’m choking on my words
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| Like I got a noose around my neck
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| I can’t believe it’s come to this
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| I can’t believe it’s come to this
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| And dear, I fear
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| That this ship is sinking tonight
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| I won’t give up on you
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| These scars won’t tear us apart
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| So don’t give up on me
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| It’s not too late for us
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| And I’ll save you from yourself
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| And I’ll save you from yourself
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| Our legs begin to break
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| We’ve walked this path for far too long
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| My lungs begin to ache
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| But still we carry on
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| I’m choking on my words
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| Like I got a noose around my neck
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| I’m not coming home tonight
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| I’m not coming home tonight
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| 'Cause dear I fear, dear I fear
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| I’m not coming home tonight
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| I’m not coming home tonight
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| 'Cause dear I fear
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| This ship is sinking
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| Is there hope for us?
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| Can we make it out alive?
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| I can taste the failure on your lips
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| Is there hope for us?
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| Can we make it out alive?
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| I can taste the failure
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| Close your eyes
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| There’s nothing we can do
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| But sleep in this bed that we made for ourselves
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| You’re trapped in your past
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| Like it’s six feet under
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| I won’t give up on you
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| These scars won’t tear us apart
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| So don’t give up on me
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| It’s not too late for us
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| I’ll save you from yourself
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| I’ll save you from yourself
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| I’ll save you from yourself
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| I’ll save you from yourself
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| Try to numb the pain
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| With alcohol and pills
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| But it won’t repair your trust
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| You can’t stand on two fucking feet
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| With a substance as a crutch
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| I won’t give up
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| I won’t give up on you
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| We’ll play this symphony
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| I won’t give up
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| I won’t give up on you
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| We’ll play this symphony of sympathy
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| I won’t give up
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| I won’t give up on you
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| We’ll play this symphony of sympathy
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| I won’t give up
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| I won’t give up on you
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| We’ll play this symphony of sympathy |