| Alone
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| Is how I roam
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| Slippin' right into the ashes inside my home
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| What you don’t know
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| Is that I wanted to go
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| So pull me out of my bed frame
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| And hold me up to the light and let me go
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| You don’t know about the future
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| And I don’t know about right now
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| I wanted to have just a night for me
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| I wanted to go somewhere I felt free
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| But it’s all for show
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| 'Cause no one knows
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| The way that it could’ve been
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| So I guess I’ll say 'I'm sorry', if I see you again
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| Alone
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| That’s how this goes
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| Slippin' right into a panic when I’m on my own
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| What you don’t know
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| Is I don’t want you to go
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| So break me down 'til I’m nothing
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| And tie up both my arms outside my show
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| You don’t know about your future
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| And I don’t know about my now
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| I wanted to have just a night for me
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| I wanted to go somewher I felt free
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| But it’s all for show
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| 'Cause no one knows
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| Th way that it could’ve been
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| So I guess I’ll say 'I'm sorry', if I see you again
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| I guess I’ll say 'I'm sorry', if I see you again
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| I guess I’ll say 'I'm sorry', if I see you again |