| I get so angry and helpless
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| There’s no way back from this spiral
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| Something always has to give
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| And nothing is given for nothing
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| The drug is in my veins now
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| Your life is your own for the taking
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| My body must be slowing down now
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| But my heart is at the speed of flying
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| I’m walking out, I close the door
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| I’m down the steps for the last time
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| You can lose too much to ever want to start
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| Over again — over again
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| When I look back and think about it
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| All I see is her face staring into mine
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| I feel the child holding onto me
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| I’m smelling his sweet smell of innocence
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| The world has become too silent
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| This night it seems everlasting
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| The clocks ticking on like dripping water
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| But the hands are not moving
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| I’m walking out, I close the door
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| I’m down the steps for the last time
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| Then dawn breaks open in faded blue
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| And the sounds of the city waking
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| I’m walking out, I close the door
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| I’m down the steps for the last time
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| But the grass is soaked with fallen dew
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| And the sun is almost rising |