| Secrets — buried deep at the bottom of my heart
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| Beaten — throughout every corner of my life
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| I’ll fall apart
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| I don’t belong, I don’t fit in
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| I’m dead and gone — I thought that I could win
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| I’m holding on to what’s within
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| I’m coming strong with everything I can
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| Reaching — does anyone still believe in who I am?
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| Bleeding — every part of me is being taken
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| From deep within
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| Understand — it’s who I am
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| I don’t belong, I don’t fit in
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| I’m dead and gone — I thought that I could win
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| I’m holding on to what’s within
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| I’m coming strong with everything I can
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| I don’t belong, I don’t fit in
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| I’m dead and gone — I thought that I could win
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| I’ll find my way out, I know it can’t be long
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| My end of days I’m hoping will be gone
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| I don’t belong, I don’t fit in
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| I’m dead and gone — I thought that I could win
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| I’m holding on to what’s within
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| I’m coming strong with everything I can
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| I don’t belong, I don’t fit in
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| I’m dead and gone — I thought that I could win
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| I’m holding on to what’s within
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| I’m coming strong with everything I can
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| Understand, it’s who I am |