| Moments I make momentarily mine
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| Are moments I take a step back in time
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| Each step that I take is leading me to
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| A time when I felt closer to you
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| Moments I gain, moments I lose
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| I’m just killing time trying to find
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| What we had once has been left behind
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| Here we both stand as it slips through our hands
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| Moments we care a little too much
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| Moments we care are never enough
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| Clinging to pride, our heads held high
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| What we truly feel is pushed to the side
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| Moments we gain are moments we lose
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| We’re just killing time trying to find
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| What we had once has been left behind
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| Yet we stand as it slips through our hands
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| We know we can
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| We can survive
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| Survive before
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| That comes be before pride
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| That comes before pride
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| I’ll be just killing time
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| What we had once has been left behind
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| And here we stand as it slips through our hands
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| Moments we gain and moments we lose |