| It’s hard enough to find my way
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| But it’s harder when the lights go out
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| The shadows of my darkest days
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| Keep me quiet when I’m trying to make a sound
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| The old me
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| Would be running away, but I’m not afraid to hold it close
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| Slowly
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| Watch hours go by to get through the night, oh
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| I was up till the break of dawn
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| Tryna to pick myself off the ground
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| Wanna get back the time I lost
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| And turn this around
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| There’s a bright side in the storm
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| But my head’s in the clouds
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| Tryna to find what I’m looking for
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| Where’s the upside of down
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| The heaviness
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| I’m breathing in
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| It tells me that I’m still alive
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| The weight of it
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| The consequence
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| Keeps me up when I close my eyes
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| The old me
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| Would be running away, but I’m not afraid to hold it close
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| Slowly
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| Watch hours go by to get through the night, oh
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| I was up till the break of dawn
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| Tryna to pick myself off the ground
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| Wanna get back the time I lost
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| And turn this around
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| There’s a bright side in the storm
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| But my head’s in the clouds
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| Tryna to find what I’m looking for
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| Where’s the upside of down
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| Oh I’m scared cuz I’m still falling
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| It’s right there, but I’m still falling
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| I was up till the break of dawn
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| Tryna to pick myself off the ground
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| Wanna get back the time I lost
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| And turn this around
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| There’s a bright side in the storm
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| But my head’s in the clouds
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| Tryna to find what I’m looking for
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| Where’s the upside of down
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| Upside of down
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| Upside of down
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| Down, down, down
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| Upside of down
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| Down, down, down
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| Down, down, down |