| Give it a little time it will go how it goes
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| There’s no use in trying to fight what you don’t even know
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| Maybe it all goes up in a pillar of smoke
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| But it might just turn out that it won’t
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| Isn’t it funny how it’s all good till it’s not
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| And the worry inside your head starts to call all the shots
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| But if it can start to fall it can equally stop
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| There’s a penny that’s trying to drop
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| Someday you’ll look back through a lens you don’t have yet
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| It might take some time but you will
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| And you’ll be holding hands with someone in the shape of
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| The holes you thought you’d never fill
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| When it hurts like hell just know
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| We’re not meant to be alone
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| Trying to hold it back with a tear in your eye
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| Feels like turning another page when the ink isn’t dry
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| Can all of the words you wrote be rewritten in time?
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| That’s the answer you’re trying to find
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| Someday you’ll look back through a lens you don’t have yet
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| It might take some time but you will
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| And you’ll be holding hands with someone in the shape of
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| The holes you thought you’d never fill
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| When it hurts like hell just know
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| We’re not meant to be alone
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| When it hurts like hell just know
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| We’re not meant to be alone |