| Some walk quiet, some walk loud
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| Sometimes people yell but they don’t know what they’re yelling about
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| I’ve said things I didn’t mean, but I’d already said them out loud
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| Forgive me if you can find out how
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| You could rise, you could sing
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| Some keep filled up with the secrets that they think they need
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| Oh, what ever will the others think?
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| That you’re human like the rest of us, weak
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| Lord above me
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| To my knees bring me
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| It’s a call I don’t often make
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| This is the rarest of pleas
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| Fair enough
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| Again you got the best of me
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| Now let me go, let me go in peace
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| I should’ve left
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| But for you I’ll stay
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| There’s a part of me that likes it
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| When it burns that way
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| I put my finger time and time through an open flame
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| Going slowly so the burn reminds me
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| That we might have kissed a bit too soon
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| I could feel what was coming and I didn’t mean to hurry you
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| I just knew that time would find our fingers linked, through and through
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| Forgive me I’m human too
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| Lord above me
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| To my knees bring me
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| It’s a call I don’t often make
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| This is the rarest of pleas
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| Fair enough
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| Again you got the best of me
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| Now let me go, let me go in peace
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| I walk the night
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| As the rain turned to sleet then to ice the roads became cruel
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| And left me to my vices
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| So I drank, stood, stared then walked down into the street
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| Singing come on course life take me
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| Lord above me
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| To my knees bring me
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| It’s a call I don’t often make
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| This is the rarest of pleas
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| Fair enough
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| Again you got the best of me
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| Now let me go, let me go in peace
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| No!
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| Let me go, let me go in peace |