| All out of pieces, all out of parts
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| All out of moves, all out of cards
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| All out of reason, all out of hope
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| All out of seasons, all out of growth
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| All out of joy, all out of sun
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| All out of laughter, all out of fun
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| I’m running out of the things that protect my heart
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| From this side of hell I can see that I’m broken apart
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| Be with me and don’t leave me, I could use some work
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| Thought that I would die cause I found too much?
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| But I’m thanking you, I’m thanking you
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| Finding all the answers in every dear quire
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| I ain’t right to nobody if I’m already right
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| So I’m thanking you, I’m thanking you
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| All out of rope, all out of chances
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| All out of songs, all out of dances
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| All out of umbrella, shelter for the rain
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| Been lost these days, been feelin' this pain
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| I gave you less, I thought I had more
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| Forgot all those pieces back there on the floor
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| I’m running out of the things that protect my heart
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| From this side of hell I can see that I’m broken apart
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| Be with me and don’t leave me, I could use some work
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| Thought that I would die cause I found too much?
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| But I’m thanking you, I’m thanking you
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| Finding all the answers in every dear quire
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| I ain’t right to nobody if I’m already right
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| So I’m thanking you, I’m thanking you |