| I had a reason, a filter in my bones |
| I lost my grip and the darkness took ahold of me |
| Can't breathe (I think I'm suffocating) |
| I had the best of intentions 'til the fall |
| A downward spiral as far as I could go |
| So deep |
| Down so deep |
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| There underneath the stone |
| A name without meaning |
| A life with no feeling |
| Left to die alone |
| A body's still breathing |
| A soul that was bleeding |
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| I was dead and gone |
| Lost and forgotten |
| Livin' like a ghost |
| With no hope of crossing over |
| I was down in a hole |
| 'Til I clawed my way back from the bottom |
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| I had a purpose, I'd nearly gone to hell |
| I used up every excuse to sabotage myself |
| I blame no one else (No one else) |
| Not lies that I'd been told |
| A kiss and a promise |
| This beautiful garden turned to catacombs |
| We're bodies still breathing |
| My heart is still beating, yeah, yeah |
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| I was dead and gone |
| Lost and forgotten |
| Livin' like a ghost |
| With no hope of crossing over |
| I was down in a hole |
| 'Til I clawed my way back from the bottom |
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| Back from the bottom |
| Oh |
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| I was dead and gone |
| Lost and forgotten |
| Livin' like a ghost |
| With no hope of crossing over |
| I was down in a hole |
| 'Til I clawed my way back from the bottom |
| Ooh, oh-oh |
| I was down in a hole |
| 'Til I clawed my way back from the bottom |
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| Ooh, back from the bottom |
| Back from the bottom |
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