| They say the things that love you will never stay
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| Is that really true?
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| I guess you made everyone leave before they could hurt you
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| But who taught this to you?
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| Hurting people will always be hurting people
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| It was you that made me me
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| Every storm made me soak to find stronger roots, yeah
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| I am reminded, I am reminded
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| All my roots are starting to show yet I’m still trying to grow
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| And I am reminded, I am reminded there is still hope
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| And I hope one day you will understand pain is just a brand
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| I’ve given my life to keep it away from your skin
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| And I hope one day you will understand pain is never planned
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| And the start of a cycle is always the end
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| When we are the victims
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| And that’s how I know I need to write about this for you
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| The youth that never get told the truth
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| That’s my problem, I’ve got intentions on both sides
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| Stitched together with lies and more songs left to write
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| Do things, write this time
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| About how to untangle all the knots that we kept tied
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| My stomach is weak because you made me me
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| And someone made you you
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| We are the victims
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| And I am the hope
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| And I hope one day you will understand pain is just a brand
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| I’ve given my life to keep it away from your skin
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| And I hope one day you will understand pain is never planned
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| And the start of a cycle is always the end
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| When we are the victims
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| You, you are the victim
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| And I am still learning
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| Till I can be the hope |