| Twenty miles from anyone
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| Set my sights on the setting sun
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| Heaven talks, but not to me
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| Cause Heaven knows that nothing good comes free
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| Desolation tragedy
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| Is there nothing good in me, is there nothing good in me?
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| Is there nothing good in me, is there nothing good in me?
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| Petty lies to everyone
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| In the hopes that I could be someone
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| Heaven talks, but not to me
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| And now I wonder if it's meant to be
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| Desolation tragedy
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| Is there nothing good in me, is there nothing good in me?
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| Is there nothing good in me, is there nothing good in me?
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I'll take your word, cause after all
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| You've never lied, oh not at all
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| But look at me, oh what a mess
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| I get caught up in the things that matter the least
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| Oh let me have release
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down
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| I've let me down, down, down, down |