| Starting to believe life is love
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| Starting to believe that I can lose control
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| High and low with emotions
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| Woah-oh oh-oh oh
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| I've drained the cup of disappointment
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| Cleaning out my closet 'cause I know I fear
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| All the boots at my doorstep
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| Woah-oh oh-oh oh
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| The day has gone
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| Wherever I may go
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| The page has turned
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| Woah-oh oh-oh oh...
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| Gather around me please, together we're fine
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| Nothing is unleashed but the darkness and the light
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| Maybe our wounds forever will burn
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| We're taking some of yours, for nothing in return
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| Higher above, we'll have to see the reason for everything
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| Who will save the picture of all of us?
|
| On that day, we'll greet our fallen ones
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| I believe
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| Yeah, maybe I believe
|
| Starting to believe life is love
|
| Starting to believe that I can lose control
|
| High and low with emotions
|
| Woah-oh oh-oh oh
|
| I've drained the cup of disappointment
|
| Cleaning out my closet 'cause I know I fear
|
| All the boots at my doorstep
|
| Woah-oh oh-oh oh
|
| The day has gone
|
| Wherever I may go
|
| The page has turned
|
| Woah-oh oh-oh oh...
|
| Gather around me please, together we're fine
|
| Nothing is unleashed but the darkness and the light
|
| Maybe our wounds forever will burn
|
| We're taking some of yours, for nothing in return
|
| Higher above, we'll have to see the reason for everything
|
| Who will save the picture of all of us?
|
| On that day, we'll greet our fallen ones
|
| I believe
|
| Yeah, maybe I believe
|
| Freedom our souls demand
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| Never to get out of hand
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| I can no longer feel
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| The fire won't cleanse the soul
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| The burning will close up the wound
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| I can no longer breath
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| The day has gone
|
| Wherever I may go
|
| The page has turned
|
| Woah-oh oh-oh oh...
|
| Gather around me please, together we're fine
|
| Nothing is unleashed but the darkness and the light
|
| Maybe our wounds forever will burn
|
| We're taking some of yours, for nothing in return
|
| Higher above, we'll have to see the reason for everything
|
| Who will save the picture of all of us?
|
| On that day, we'll greet our fallen ones
|
| I believe
|
| Yeah, maybe I believe |