| Distress signals
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| Go off everywhere
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| Around me
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| Me
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| I can’t stop it
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| Too much for one heart
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| To take in
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| In
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| Without resource / I don’t understand it
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| Standing around / I am lost
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| Someone find us
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| Fix us / Left here
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| Fix us / Waiting
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| Broken hearts cry it’s a cold, hard world
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| And I believe it more now than ever before
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| As new mornings come to increase the sound
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| Will I keep getting up without breaking down
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| If I ride the wave
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| If I am strong
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| Will you be long
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| With our last breath / Someday someone find us
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| One final call / Take us home
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| Someone above / To rest below
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| Fix us, fix us
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| Broken hearts cry it’s a cold, hard world
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| And I believe it more now than ever before
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| As new mornings come to increase the sound
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| Will I keep getting up without breaking down |