| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| I held a funeral for my past today
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| Laid it in the ground where it’s meant to stay
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| With the roots, the dirt, pain and the hurt
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| I held a funeral for my past today
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| I got down on my knees, dug up a mighty grave
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| Made room for all the darkness, the anger, and the shame
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| So deep it never haunts me, gone forever and always
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| I held a funeral for my past today
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| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| Well, I’ve been cutting roses, never thought this day would come
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| Me and my shadow, we were living as one
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| Every day I tried to fight it, my demons always won
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| 'Til I stopped fighting
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| 'Til I let the light in
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| Oh, and I could not help but tremble
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| I could not help but cry
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| There was something holy about it
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| Just watching it die
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| Right there, as I stood, right before my eyes
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| Up from the ashes
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| Up from the ashes, my phoenix did rise
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| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| Uhh, hey-yeah, hey-yeah, hey-yeah
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| So come, gather round, what will you lay to rest?
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| Whatever kills you slowly, don’t give it one more breath
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| Let it go, let it be, let it rest here in peace
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| Lay it down at the funeral for your past today |