| A sunbeam lightens up your bed, again you burst into tears
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| This situation feels resolute, prevent it to become
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| You seek to remember those glorious days, before your life was stolen away
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| I made you miss those glorious days, before you stole my golden life away
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| Your soul is paved with cowardliness, all these broken promises
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| Hear the trumpets' revenge, hear them
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| These thoughts will torment you and drag you around in the gutter
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| Faces will make your life heartless tonight
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| I will follow you, follow through
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| So put hatred aside to discover
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| Ask to stroke your face and break away
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| Tears and abuse
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| Hate follows you around, follows you around
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| Hate follows you around, follows you around
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| I will follow you, follow through, I choose
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| Tangled your own two feet
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| And tossed you to one another
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| Forced to live in your violent design
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| Hollow, you sit in the corner dismissed
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| Hollow, you sit in the corner dismissed
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| You will dream of it, dream of it
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| This shaded form of recovery
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| Can’t find a place to define
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| Take it off to wear yourself
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| I will follow you, follow through
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| So put hatred aside to discover
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| Ask to stroke your face and break away
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| Tears and abuse
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| Hate follows you around, follows you around
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| Hate follows you around, follows you around
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| I will follow you, follow through, I choose |