| You may have to drag me away from my demons
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| Kicking and screaming
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| It’s been so long now, I’ve been with them
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| Don’t know where they stop and I begin
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| We draw a line in the sand
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| Will you cross it? |
| Oh, will you die for this?
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| Got nothing to tell you that you don’t
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| Through your sadness below, already know
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Live through the past again
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| How many times must I live through the past again?
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| No more
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| Truth beyond truth and by our design
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| It is very fine like Newman’s wine
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| Oh, to be like him and walk a path
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| To lend a hand, do something worth a damn
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| You may have to drag me away from my demons
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| Kicking and screaming
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Live through the past again
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| How many times must I live through the past again?
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| No more, wait |