| Pretty mess with a pretty voice
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| Humming in my ear
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| Drowning out the world’s noise
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| Such a pretty one, such a mixed up one
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| I once was lost, then I was found
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| I want to make things better this second time around
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| What a precious sound hearing the words
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| «Second time around.»
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| How will you understand? |
| As if I would back then
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| How will they understand that’s who I was not who I am?
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| And I’m not a perfect soul and I’ll fall again I know, but oh…
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| I must pull myself together
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| This is a brand new day
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| Pull myself away from my mistakes
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| Pull myself together, let go and let the waves
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| Just take me, pull me away
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| And I know for you this must be hard
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| Giving me a second start
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| I know I’m a little bit late
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| But please don’t hate me…
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| Don’t hate me
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| Chain of lies, Chain of events
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| The keys are in your reach but not in your hands
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| You don’t have to be a quote «good» unquote
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| Person to be let free
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| And how will you understand? |
| As if I would back then
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| How will they understand that’s who I was not who I am?
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| And I’m not a perfect soul and I’ll fall again I know, but oh…
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| I must pull myself together
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| This is a brand new day
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| Pull myself away from my mistakes
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| Pull myself together, let go and let the waves
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| Just take me, pull me away
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| And I know for you this must be hard
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| Giving me a second start
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| I know I’m a little bit late
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| But please don’t hate me…
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| Don’t hate me
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| So pull myself together
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| This is a brand new day
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| Pull myself away from my mistakes
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| Pull myself together, let go and let the waves
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| Just take me, pull me away
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| And I know for you this must be hard
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| Giving me a second start
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| I know I’m a little bit late
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| But please don’t hate me…
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| Don’t hate me
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| The grace you know you’re yearning for
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| Is right here where you’re at |