| You’re seething, you’re crashing, straight jackets are the new fashion
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| You’re trapped in all of your demons with an open door to your prison
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| Knock, knock, is there anybody there
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| Made a comfortable bed out of your fear
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| I know it’s en vogue to be anxious
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| Living with an emotional rapist
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| They say there’s no way that people can change
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| Condemned to make the same mistakes
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| I don’t care what they say
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| I don’t care about the names they rain on you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late to have faith again
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| I know the places you’ve been
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| I know the shame that is suffocating you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late if you’re breathing
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| You’re bleeding your safety
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| Your normal is the world’s crazy
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| You can’t rely on your secrets
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| To withhold the truth of your treasons
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| Knock, knocking on the gates of hell
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| They made a fortune off your wishing well
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| You can’t keep saying you’re the victim
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| When murder weapons are all you keep wielding
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| They say there’s no way that people can change
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| Condemned to make the same mistakes
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| I don’t care what they say
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| I don’t care about the names they rain on you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late to have faith again
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| I know the places you’ve been
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| I know the shame that is suffocating you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late if you’re breathing
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| They say there’s no way that people can change
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| Condemned to make the same mistakes
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| But it’s never too late
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| I don’t care what they say
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| I don’t care about the names they rain on you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late to have faith again
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| I know the places you’ve been
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| I know the shame that is suffocating you
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| It’s never too late to start again
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| It’s never too late if you’re breathing |