| Closed eyes for the last time
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| And I was sure I was ready for this
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| I was so ready for this, but I was wrong
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| Closed eyes for the last time
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| And I’ve seen the best of you
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| And I’ve seen the worst of you
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| Yet when I wake to find blood in your eyes it brings me to my knees
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| When I wake to find blood in your eyes it brings me to my knees (to my knees)
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| And I was sure I was ready for this;
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| I was so ready for this
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| Frail hands upon white sheets, closed eyes, eternal sleep
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| All life lost to the bottle (only a matter of time)
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| But you were dead long before you died
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| Closed eyes for the last time
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| You were dead long before you died
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| As a child your eyes brought me solace;
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| Now a man I find the mother I knew has faded
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| The mother I knew has faded
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| And when she left us it changed us all (this place has lost all colour)
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| This place has lost all colour
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| Upon my shoulders I carried you home
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| And when I wake to find blood in your eyes
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| I brings me to my knees
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| This brought me to my knees |