| Used to be that I believed
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| The good was gone from my life
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| And it got so bad I almost had
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| A mind to end it outright
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| But now I see the light
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| I made it through the night
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| And it feels so good
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| To stand in the sunshine
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| Way back when, stuck in the pen
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| I suffered through the long days
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| Then, one day woke up like, holy fuck
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| Everything turned out ok
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| I can’t say I’d kept faith
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| But I’m so stoked to say
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| That I wake up smiling
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| Every single day
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last
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| My darkest days are all in the past
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| I’m free, at last
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| Now I see the light
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| I made it through the night
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| And it feels so good
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| To stand in the sunshine
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| In the sunshine
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last
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| My darkest days are all in the past
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last
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| I’m free, at last |