| To put them back together
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| Staring at the faces (Staring at the faces)
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| That hope for something better
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| Wondering if I’ll ever be the same
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| Wondering if I’ll ever feel good again
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| But I’m still standing, holding on
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| Stripped of all these chains you’ve put on
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| Cause I’m still young
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| Oh, I’m still free
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| You haven’t got the best of me
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| Holding on to reason
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| But caught up in the moment
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| With nothing to belive in
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| Cause everyone is broken
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| Nothing will ever be the same
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| No, nothing will ever feel good again
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| But I’m still standing, holding on
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| Stripped of all these chains you’ve put on
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| Cause I’m still young
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| You haven’t got the best of me
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| Now you’re seeing all your bridges burned
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| We’re all waiting for it to be your turn
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| With your fingers and your wires crossed
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| Counting down the names of the lives you’ve cost
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| Counting down the names of the lives you’ve cost
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| Counting down the names of the lives you’ve cost
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| Counting down the names of the lives you’ve cost… oh
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| But I’m still standing, holding on
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| Stripped of all these chains you’ve put on
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| Cause I’m still young
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| Oh, I’m still free
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| You haven’t got the best of me (the best of me)
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| Yeah, I’m still standing, holding on
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| Stripped of all these chains you’ve put on
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| Cause I’m still young
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| Oh, I’m still free
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| You haven’t got the best of me |