| I, I must confess
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| How hard I tried to breathe
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| Through the trees of loneliness.
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| And you, you must confess
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| How hard you need to see
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| Through the heart beating out my chest.
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| Feel like we’ve been falling down
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| Like these autumn leaves.
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| But baby don’t let winter come,
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| Don’t let our hearts freeze.
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| If the morning light don’t steal our soul,
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| We will walk away from empty gold.
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| Dark as midnight sun,
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| Smoke as black as charcoal
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| Fills into our fragile lungs.
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| Cause when our demons come,
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| Dancing in the shadows,
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| To a game that can’t be won.
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| Feel like we’ve been falling down
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| Like these autumn leaves.
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| But baby don’t let Winter come,
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| Don’t let our hearts freeze.
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| If the morning light don’t steal our soul,
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| We will walk away from empty gold.
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| If the morning light don’t steal our soul,
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| We will walk away from empty gold.
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| We’re the underdogs in this world alone
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| I’m a believer, got a fever running through my bones.
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| We’re the alley cats and they can throw their stones
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| They can break our hearts, they won’t take our souls.
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| We’re the underdogs in this world alone
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| I’m a believer, got a fever running through my bones.
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| We’re the alley cats and they can throw their stones
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| They can break our hearts, they won’t take our souls.
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| If the morning light don’t steal our soul,
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| We will walk away from empty gold.
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| If the morning light don’t steal our soul,
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| We will walk away from empty gold.
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| We will walk away from empty gold. |