| For years, I’ve seen you fighting
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| Against your heart
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| Living like you’re dying
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| So far from the sun
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| Waiting for a guardian angel
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| To lead you through the dangers
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| That lie ahead on your way
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| Towards tomorrow’s arms
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| Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days
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| You’re hiding yourself away
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| From our cruel world’s embrace
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| And as your days turn to weeks
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| You’ll cry yourself to sleep
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| In the cage
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| We all have our fears, but yours are
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| The scariest of them all
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| Lift your head and let us taste
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| The horror you adore
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| And it all starts to makes sense
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| All the blood wisely shed
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| Just wait until the cure comes knocking on your door
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| Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days
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| You’re hiding yourself away
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| From our cruel world’s embrace
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| And as your days turn to weeks
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| You’ll cry yourself to sleep
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| In the cage you’re locked in
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| Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days
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| You’re hiding yourself away
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| From our cruel world’s embrace
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| And as your days turn to weeks
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| You’ll cry yourself to sleep
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| In the cage
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| And as your days turn to weeks
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| You’ll cry yourself to sleep
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| In the cage you’ve locked yourself in |