| I’ve got my scars to bear
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| Stitches just can’t repair, oh, whoa
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| There’s no one to blame this time
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| Absolution’s waiting on a prayer
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| I’m breaking down the walls
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| Unveiling my share of faults, oh, whoa
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| This blood on my hands is a blessing
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| In a lifetime twisted by design, and I’m so alive!
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| Is it a threat, or the cure?
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| 'Cause it’s a brave new world I don’t know if I’m ready for
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| Just a test
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| 'Cause I’m miles up above you, flying with no safety net
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| I don’t believe in fate, although this time, I think I’ve met my match
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| Why are the dreams so hard to catch?
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| 'Cause you forget in time what it feels inside
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| When you live right on the line, but I’m so alive!
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| They say, believing is the hardest part
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| But I say, with every beat of my heart
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| I alone, will find my way
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| And get right back to the start
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| They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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| Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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| All along, you know that I’m
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| I’m twisted by design, I’m twisted by design
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| Taking the days as they come
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| But now, I’m seeing the world as if it had a thousand sounds
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| Oh, I admit, oh, that they’re somewhere along the lines
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| I guess I lost my grip
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| But luck has turned the page, and time is up, I need to get things
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| Right, one more chance to catch the light
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| Cause you forget in time what it feels inside
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| When you live right on the line, but I’m so alive!
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| They say, believing is the hardest part
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| But I say, with every beat of my heart
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| I alone, will find my way
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| And get right back to the start
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| They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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| Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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| All along, you know that I’m
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| I’m twisted by design, I’m twisted by design
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| Starting over again, but the further I get
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| I can’t stop these walls from closing in
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| Going out of my head, all the tears that I bled
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| They’re not enough to take my pain away!
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| They say, believing is the hardest part
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| But I say, with every beat of my heart
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| I alone, will find my way
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| And get right back to the start
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| They say, the fire in your heart is gone
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| Well, I say, it’s really only just begun
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| All along, you know that I’m
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| I’m twisted by design
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| In some ways I’ve changed
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| And I’ve left it all behind
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| But I can’t change the way
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| That I’m twisted by design |