| Life’s full of broken things
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| Like hearts, homes and dreams
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| We all come from something broken
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| Maybe I tried to forget
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| Cover up, keep em all hidden
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| But lyin' here, I’m not scared out in the open
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| Yeah tonight, for the first time I feel freedom
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| And I don’t mind showin' all my jagged pieces
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| Cause life’s full of broken things
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| Like hearts, homes and dreams
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| We all come from something broken
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| Wrong turns down broken roads
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| Lead to paths you never know
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| Yeh, worlds collide like yours and mine
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| In the darkness, hold on tight
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| Yeah tonight, for the first time I feel freedom
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| And I don’t mind showin' all my jagged pieces
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| Cause life’s full of broken things
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| Like hearts, homes and dreams
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| We all come from something broken
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| We all come from something broken |