| Today feels like it might be the wrong day for me to die
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| I’ve been spending too much time believing in self-created lies
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| And words are just words, until they’re put in to work
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| And I’m standing so firm in this, firm in this
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| Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms
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| A mark upon the world too beautiful for scars
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| I can only hold up half the sky at one time
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| And I got through today so I could help you sleep at night
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| I feel a tired in my eyes trying to find the sunrise
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| And I’m learning that life is getting through the night
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| Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms
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| A mark upon the world too beautiful for scars
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| I understand you
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| A track record of track marks
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| A small collection of stories
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| That never get told again
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| I understand you
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| Take pride in all the marks upon your soul
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| Oh, they should show you
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| You’ve been through a hell of a life alone
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| Leave a mark upon the world, not across your arms
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| A mark upon the world too beautiful for scars |