| Let the songs you know by heart… be the light you grasp in the dark.
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| I wanna throw this pain right off my back, cause when you feel like
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| giving up, I guess it’s best to laugh. |
| Put some joy into the world,
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| and it’ll give it back. |
| Perfection is subjective… please remember that.
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| All the years come crawling back… to haunt you with the failures of the past.
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| I was a lonely kid, but it heals with time. |
| You gotta keep the ones you love
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| right by your side… Get lost and feel small under western skies… the stars can
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| bring you back when you’re dead inside. |
| The sunset burns my eyes,
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| as the perfect day dies. |
| In the morning we will rise, with another chance to
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| try.
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| I think there’s beauty in the worst… a light that one day will burst…
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| Through the cracks in the walls and they’ll all fall apart. |
| We all have love
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| and fear at war in our hearts. |
| Just believe in yourself without a doubt… The
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| wolf that we feed always wins out. |
| The sunset burns my eyes, as the perfect day
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| dies. |
| In the morning we will rise, with another chance to try. |
| On the back roads… in a small town, where my grandpa put his roots down,
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| I was holding your hand, thinking about… what it means to go home.
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| At the gates of Ft. |
| Benning, where the killers learn their trade,
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| I saw a woman climb the fence… to the other side… when they took her away,
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| She said…'Although we may not know what’s on the other side, If we pause to our
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| fear then it’s all been a lie. |
| Life’s a ring of fire, you better step inside.
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| Get some rest when you’re dead… we are alive. |