| When destroyed you rebuild
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| It’s the same old song, the most vital one
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| When destroyed you rebuild
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| Lest you let away fly their only aid
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| And you turn astray letting fanned flame just fade away
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| Choose not to forget just how cold it gets
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| When you’re staring at the winter in her eyes
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| They’re crying out for the medics so we answered in panic
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| Reaching out for their arms hoping all’s not lost but we’re met with
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| But we’re met with a response unexpected
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| Anesthesia in the needle is rejected
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| They could die from this life and they’re running out of time, but they scribed
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| their wrists:
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| Do not revive!
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| Do not revive!
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| They could die from this life and they’re running out of time, but they scribed
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| their wrists:
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| Do not revive
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| Are you the one to raise the dead in me
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| I’ll give you anything, let’s start with my body
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| I see you chasing don’t give up on me
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| But if you reach me please do not revive me
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| Do not revive me…
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| When destroyed you rebuild
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| There’s no rebuilding the dead
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| When destroyed you rebuild
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| Look around there’s nothing left
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| But the desperate
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| They can learn from the fall
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| We could catch them
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| But it’s not what they want
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| You don’t know
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| We stayed the course relentless
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| Now it’s time to let go!
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| It’s time to let go…
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| My dear, I can hear you pleading
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| And I can see, I can see you’ve been bleeding
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| I’m reaching out and I’m wanting to help
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| But first off you’ve gotta cover yourself
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| There’s more to love than what’s on your surface
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| And I’ll be to blame for your next scar, I promise
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| Don’t be ashamed, it’s my fault that I caution
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| I’ve failed to grow and am not to be trusted
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| Are you the one to raise the dead in me
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| I’ll give you anything, let’s start with my body
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| I see you chasing don’t give up on me
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| But if you reach me please do not revive me
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| Do not revive me…
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| There’s no rebuilding the dead!
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| There’s no rebuilding the dead!
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| There’s no rebuilding the dead but look around
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| There’s nothing else left!
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| (Do not revive me…) |