| I wake up everyday, hoping it’s not the same
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| The same as yesterday, as anything changed
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| We follow all the rules, we put up with stupid fools
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| When the day comes to an end
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| And tomorrow we’ll do it again
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| When everyday I wonder just why I chose to stay
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| When life is just so pointless, gets worse here everyday
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| And every night I leave this place I’ve never known
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| This place I’ve come to call — the district of broken hope
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| It feels so safe in here, away from all this fear
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| Where I can lay my head, and reflect on what I’ve said
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| I stare up at the dark, I’m hoping to embark
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| To a place where we chose to pray
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| So we won’t have to stay
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| When everyday I wonder just why I chose to stay
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| When life is just so pointless, gets worse here everyday
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| And every night I leave this place I’ve never known
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| This place I’ve come to call — the district of broken hope
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| (The district of broken hope)
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| I sit here in my home, I’m in here all alone
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| Away from society with broken memories
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| It’s hard to understand, when you don’t have a helping hand
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| Only broken shards of glass, when my world collapse
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| When everyday I wonder just why I chose to stay
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| When life is just so pointless, gets worse here everyday
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| And every night I leave this place I’ve never known
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| This place I’ve come to call — the district of broken hope
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| The district of broken hope
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| The district of broken |