| The cross that I bear is heavy and cold
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| The scars that I wear are ugly and old
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| The iron I taste is salty and red
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| The hope that I had is already dead
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| The tears that I cried have shivered like glass
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| My heart is with you but my mind is a mess
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| You’re present and future but I’m chained to my past
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| The answer to questions that have never been asked
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| The only way to make a new road is
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| Is to walk it from heaven through hell
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| The only way out is through you
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| The way out of myself might be cracking your shell
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| A new road is made by walking that way
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| The way out is through, the way out is you
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| My heart is so heavy, it’s dragging me down
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| I can’t be a king if you’re not my crown
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| My will left my body, I’m empty and cold
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| Gave my soul to the devil, it’s already sold
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| Love made me its prey but I’m standing strong
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| My heart in your hand keeps going on
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| I fell from the heavens but I’ll land on my feet
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| The demon you’ve fed is now hungry, in need
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| I hide my black soul under your pale white skin
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| For you are my shelter, I’m your devil within
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| The hope that I had is already dead
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| The iron I taste is salty and red
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| The hope that I had is already dead
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| Is already dead |