| Push a pin into my arm. |
| I will bleed like anyone
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| Pull it out and I forget
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| On a trail blazed with words. |
| One that I was lost upon
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| The road that I depended on, I follow no more
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| Tortured man take your hand, take it from the fire now
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| Place it in cool water
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| A hypocrite is one who prays only when he feels pain
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| It’s time to open your eyes. |
| So open your eyes
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| I could wait a million years, look into a billion eyes
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| To find another love like this
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| I could wait a million years
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| The slamming door the unseen wall
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| The hurt I never could forget, I struggle to remember
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| And take my hand from the fire refusing all intended scars
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| You are cool water. |
| Into you, I swim
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| I could wait a million years, look into a billion eyes
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| To find another love like this
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| I could wait a million years
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| Held still in one place for too long
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| Gone blind to the miracle of saving
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| I pray this angel in my eyes was put here to save my life
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| Through your eyes I feel your soul
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| What I feel I must believe
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| What I believe I live
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| This coming from a man who clenched the truth so tight in his hands
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| Then opened to find evil
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| Found trusting love again
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| I could wait a million years, look into a billion eyes
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| To find another love like this
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| I could wait a million years |