| We were born into a battle we never got to choose
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| And every night that cigarette would burn down like a fuse
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| It would glow until it’d blow and brother hang on tight
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| I was raised up in that darkness, I’m still looking for the light
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| I poured the hurt into my music, the bourbon down my throat
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| Left me broken like the bottles and bendy like them roads
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| Once I thought I almost made it and thought I’d be alright
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| But no she had to go, leave me looking for the light
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| Hoo
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| Hoo
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| Hoo
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| And I’m wandering, and wondering where this all will lead
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| With no more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
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| I could give in to this darkness and who knows, someday I might
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| Till then I’ll keep on walking, keep on looking for the light
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| Singing
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| Hoo
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| Hoo
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| Hoo |