| many scars guide my way
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| my hearts got bruises from yesterday
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| got a ticket for a roundabout
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| I’m on my way, won’t let it drag me down
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| so here I am, once again
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| the mirror shows me where I stand
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| I am not afraid of falling, of falling
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| I am not afraid of trying and of searching
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| and when time is running out
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| that is alright with me
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| there’s nothing I can do
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| but the one thing I’m afraid of
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| is loosing my faith
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| you can take my pride, my cash, my throne
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| I will always find my way back home
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| without hope or a guiding sun
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| there is no love left for anyone
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| so here I am, once again
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| the mirror shows me where I stand
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| I am not afraid of falling, of falling
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| I am not afraid of trying and of searching
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| and when time is running out
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| that is alright with me
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| there’s nothing I can do
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| but the one thing I’m afraid of
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| is loosing my faith
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| when there’s no one on this planet
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| who I can embrace
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| and when everything I’ve fought for
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| has lost all its grace
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| when beauty’s turned to the devil
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| and bones have turned to dust
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| I will keep on breathing |
| I am not afraid… |