| Four in the morning, I’ve been thinking
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| What if this feeling don’t go away
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| I’m starting to lose my foundation
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| I don’t know how much more I can take
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| Take away my dreams
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| Take away my feelings
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| Questioning my fate
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| But nothing’s gonna stop me from
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| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start
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| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars
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| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom
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| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Nothin' left to prove
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| Can’t cut me from these roots
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| Four in the morning, I’ve been drinking
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| Thinking 'bout what you said yesterday
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| I’m starting to miss your vibrations
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| Empty roads holding tight 'round my waist
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| Telling myself that I’m alright
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| Missing everything that you did right
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| Never thought this would be my life
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| I wanna get back
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| Take away my peace
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| Take away my reasons
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| And maybe you will see
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| That nothing’s gonna stop me from
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| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start
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| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars
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| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom
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| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Nothin' left to prove
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| Can’t cut me from these roots
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| I’ve been down more than ever
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| But I’m still breathing, still breathing
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| Cut me down more than anyone knows
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| I’m bleeding, I’m bleeding
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| Take away my keys
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| Take away my freedom
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| And maybe you will see
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| That nothing’s gonna stop me
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| From taking what I need
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| Get back up on my feet, babe
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| I’m rolling up my sleeves
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| And nothing’s gonna stop me from, come on
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| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start
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| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars
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| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom
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| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Cut me from these roots
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| Nothin left to prove
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| Can’t cut me from these roots |