| In the heat of, of this moment
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| Maybe I’m not made of something
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| Strong enough to withstand what you do
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| Do to my guard to tear it down
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| You tear it down, concrete and water escaping
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| Lots of sadness, go away, gone
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| From the force of something I can’t see, I fell off and on again
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| This time I’ll hold on
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| You’re the bricks and mortar building me, up to where I want to be
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| This time I’ll hold on
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| Through the blood, sweat, tears and kindness
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| We’ve arrived at this conclusion
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| Would it be too much to ask of you
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| To open your mind on this second time
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| How do I know if it’s all meant to be?
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| I’m stuck with what’s right and what’s wrong for me
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| Both of us seem to agree to disagree
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| Maybe I’m wrong but I can’t seem to see
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| This time, this time
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| This time, this time
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| From the force of something I can’t see, I fell off and on again
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| This time I’ll hold on
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| From the force of something I can’t see, I fell off and on again
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| This time I’ll hold on
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| You’re the bricks and mortar building me, up to where I want to be
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| I can’t help it, this time I’ll hold on |