| I still see your silhouette
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| I still feel your breath on my neck
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| I’m drowning in memories
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| I’d come up for air but the reality is
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| The water is better for me
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| I still hear your voice at night
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| I still feel your body by my side
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| I’m drowning in memories
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| But the water is better for me
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| There is no time left to be replaceable
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| But there is good in every goodbye
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| And there is no time to be replaceable
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| There is good in every goodbye
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| Black clouds follow
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| And pour down
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| But I still love the rain
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| Compare your loss to those who have suffered worse from their chosen foes
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| I know my broken bones will never heal if I’m left alone
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| Join hands, let’s make a toast to the ones still here, those who helped us grow
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| We are the monuments of the present tense
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| And the past is nothing but ashes
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| And the past is nothing but ashes
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| And the past is nothing but…
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| Black clouds follow
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| And pour down
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| But I still love the rain
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| You are not my heart, you are not my home
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| I’m not dying for this
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| It’s not about what you’ve left behind
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| But what you’ve taken from the ones that have hurt you
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| The lies you’ve been told, the things that can’t be undone
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| Cause these Michigan winters will chill my skin
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| But I refuse to long for your warmth again
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| The sun will come, the snow will melt
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| And changes will begin
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| Black clouds follow
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| And pour down
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| But I still love the rain
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| Black clouds follow
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| But I still love the rain
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| I still love the rain |