| I’m barely hanging onto myself anymore
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| Cause all I see is the darkness ahead
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| It’s staring back at me
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| When I tried my best to find my place in this life I’ve been bestowed upon
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| For the past three years of life
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| I’ve never felt this way before
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| Everything that I’ve done has left me feeling torn
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| And I tried oh I’ve tried
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| To find the meaning and the purpose in my life
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| But all I ever found was a blind light
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| Don’t wake me if I’m dreaming
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| Cause life feels like a weight tied to my ankles in the deep end
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| Is this what you call sinking
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| Help me find the ground beneath my feet before I hit the fucking concrete
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| (I'm starting to disintegrate)
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| When ticking at this pace
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| There’s nowhere to retrace
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| At this pace I’m starting to disintegrate
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| So much for so much more
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| Closed every open door
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| At this point there’s nothing left worth fighting for
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| Hold on
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| I’m going round and round in circles
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| Chasing the wind they tell me just hold on
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| If they only knew how much I’ve been through
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| They’d probably eat their tongues
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| They always tell me that I’ll feel better if I
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| Just hold on a little longer
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| But I’ve grown of waiting anticipating
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| What will go wrong next
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| I need a savior now
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| When ticking at this pace
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| There’s nowhere to retrace
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| At this pace I’m starting to disintegrate
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| So much for so much more
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| Closed every open door
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| At this point there’s nothing left worth fighting for
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| There’s no afterglow
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| And nothing feels like home
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| When you’re stuck in the undertow
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| So much for so much more
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| Close every open door
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| At this point there’s nothing left worth fighting for
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| They always tell me that I’ll feel better if I
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| Just hold on a little longer
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| But I’ve grown of waiting anticipating
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| What will go wrong next
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| I need a savior now |