| I will recover
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| I’ll be okay
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| I will recover
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| I’m gonna own my pain
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| I will recover today
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| How did I get here? |
| Chasing black cars
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| On a bright lights on an on again
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| Barely inches from, kiss it better now
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| Want a fist fight, don’t know where it ends
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| Don’t remind me, just my blood please
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| 'Cause surrendering’s not an option
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| There’s gotta be a cure, yeah, there’s gotta be a cure
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| Sirens and emotion are emergency
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| I hear silence where your voice should be
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| But I will recover
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| I’ll be okay
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| I will recover
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| I’m gonna own my pain
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| I will recover today
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| Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
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| I will recovery today
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| Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
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| How could you leave me? |
| Did you need me?
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| Know I fucked up, tell me who’s a Saint
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| We were all this, senses all impaired
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| Everything we shared, tell me who’s to blame
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| But I got thick skin, never givin' in
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| Never givin' up, not an option
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| There’s gotta be a cure, yeah, there’s gotta be a cure
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| Sirens and emotion are emergency
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| I hear silence where your voice should be
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| But I will recover
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| I’ll be okay
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| I will recover
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| I’m gonna own my pain
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| I will recover today
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| Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
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| I will recovery today
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| Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
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| There’s gotta be a cure, there’s gotta be a cure
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| Give me something more
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| I will recover
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| I’ll be okay
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| I will recover
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| I’m gonna own my pain
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| I will recover
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| I’m not afraid
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| I will recover (I will recover)
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| I’ll be okay
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| I will recover today |