| This is what I’m made of
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| someday I will think of you
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| There are no other words that I could say
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| nothing I can do to make you stay anyway
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| You went away
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| there’s only empty spaces
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| lots of unfamiliar faces
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| You went away
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| and all I have is memories
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| of happy birthday februaries
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| (Gala)
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| This is what I’m made of
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| I got you down to my bones
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| and thought them sticks
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| and stones bruise me now
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| the thought of your face
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| keeps me from falling down
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| So stay right here
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| I tell you it won’t be easy
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| but easy was never our thing
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| So stay oh stay
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| I’ll tell you when we make it
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| you’ll see there never was another way
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| look in the mirror
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| nothing looks the same
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| even if sorrow isn’t in my face
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| I’m not allright
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| I’m broken inside
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| Away
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| there’s only empty spaces
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| lots of unfamiliar faces
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| you went away
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| and all I have is memories
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| of happy birthday februaries
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| with you |