| There’s somebody out there, back against the wall
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| Contemplating ending it all, pistol in hand
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| ‘cause what do you do when you gave all you can?
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| But it would turn, you left empty-handed
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| Lost in this world and basically stranded
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| Had you planned it differently, not in this symphony
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| Saddest of songs, prolonging epiphanies
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| Who can you trust? |
| Person you love is in lust
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| Even the newness accumulate dust
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| It’s never enough you say, lost your job today, it’s gon' be ok
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| That’s kinda cliche, touché
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| But that’s just life and the choices you take
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| Learn from mistakes and arise anew
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| So my advice to you is this
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| (pick yourself up)
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| (take a deep breath)
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| (dust yourself off)
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| (start all over again)
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| I know you like, ‘How you gon' tell me it’s gonna get better
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| When you ain’t got yourself together?' |
| emotionally drained
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| Said in your songs you changed but hurt still remains
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| Refrain from letting the healing commence
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| Who are you tryna convince?
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| Wait, let me explain what you don’t understand
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| I embraced the pain, it made me a man
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| Tried killin' myself on a couple occasions
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| Devil would work so I channeled the rage and
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| Prayed and learned it could always be worse
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| There’s people dying of hunger and thirst
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| You think you the first for anguish?
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| Pain is a universal language, can’t explain it
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| Many a times I’m appalled at this life, if you don’t get it right and you fall
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| (pick yourself up)
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| (take a deep breath)
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| (dust yourself off)
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| (start all over again)
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| (pick yourself up)
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| (take a deep breath)
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| (dust yourself off)
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| (start all over again) |