| Woah, woah
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| Woah, woah
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| Here I stand where I begin
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| Deep in the shadows of my sin
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| Underneath the hearts of men
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| I don’t think you’ll see me again
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| Woah, woah
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| Woah, woah
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| Find me frozen in my home
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| Afraid that I’ll be all alone
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| These walls around me made of stone
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| And I can’t break 'em on my own
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| Not scared of dyin'
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| So sick of tryin'
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| I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| I think it could save me
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| Wiping my slate clean
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| So I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| (Waiting for a tidal wave)
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| Woah, woah
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| Woah, woah
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| It’s hard to swallow my regret
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| So I’ve been trying to forget
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| Where I’m from and where I’ve been
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| Feel like a stranger in my skin
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| Not scared of dyin'
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| So sick of tryin'
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| I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| I think it could save me
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| Wiping my slate clean
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| So I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| When I see it coming I don’t run away, run away
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| I got my feet on the ground
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| Everything that’s keeping me from who I am meant to be
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| It all comes tumbling down
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| Not scared of dyin'
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| So sick of tryin'
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| I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| I think it could save me
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| Wiping my slate clean
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| So I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| (Waiting for a tidal wave)
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| Not scared of dyin'
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| So sick of tryin'
|
| I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| I think it could save me
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| Wiping my slate clean
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| So I’m waiting for a tidal wave
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| (Waiting for a tidal wave) |