| She came off the rooftop asking for a truce
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| Hiding from a future she didn’t want to choose
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| Life is a weapon, when time is gone
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| And she burnt inside her skin, when all was said and done
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| She climbed off the rooftop asking for a start
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| Begging for the rain to come but the sun was all she got
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| Life is a weapon and pain is a shield
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| She spat out all her innocence, she swallowed all her tears
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| There is something in the way you stay
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| That makes me wanna go away
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| But There is something in the way you fight
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| That still keeps me awake at night
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| That still keeps me awake at night
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| That still keeps me awake at night
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| That still keeps me awake at night
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| The truth is that you’ve always been a little ant
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| And I’ve been a grasshopper, basking in the sun
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| I remember when you started preparing for the cold
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| I was there, free and naive, singing of May’s warmth
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| Life is a weapon, when time is gone
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| And she burnt inside her skin, when all was said and done
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| I know it’s probably late now
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| And I swear I don’t say this to put you down
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| Darling, I just wanted to let you know
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| There’s no goodbye stronger than a new hello
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| There is something in the way you stay
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| That makes me wanna go away
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| But There is something in the way you fight
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| That still keeps me awake at night |