| Empty room
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| A cold winters day
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| No promise or lies, could convince you to stay
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| All the years, have they turned you to stone?
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| I’m standing here
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| But you’d rather go it alone
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| Maybe finally you’ll let go
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| Of all of the things
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| You’ve been holding on to
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| And I’m still, here
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| With all of the things that I wish that you knew
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| When you fight for forgiveness
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| And burn for the truth
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| You wake up to find that the world is a lie
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| You tear yourself open
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| 'Til there’s nothing left to give
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| You pick yourself back up again
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| But there is no sound
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| As your world spins 'round
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| I will still be here for you
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| Different story
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| On a different day
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| Black into blue
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| Is the most you could say
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| Here we are again watching it break
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| Pick up the pieces
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| How many times can you pull back
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| From the abyss we are falling into?
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| And I’m still, here
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| But I feel the cold wind
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| It’s starting to blow…
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| When the clouds finally open
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| The river pours down
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| The weight that you carry
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| Is too much to fly
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| You’re flaming out slowly
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| As you fall from the sky
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| You’re calling for somewhere to land
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| But there is no sound
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| As you hit the ground
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| I will still be here for, you
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| Forty-two years
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| Is enough of a ride
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| Get me off this train
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| Can’t really say
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| When ill be back again
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| When the world calms down
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| We will still be here together
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| Forever and ever
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| Alive…
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| Why can’t you take back
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| All that you made
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| And all of the love in the world
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| But there is no sound
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| As we all fall down
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| I will still be here for you
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| I will still be here for you |