| Fallen, broken before I took a breath
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| One breath, black eye
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| Bruised up and beaten in my soul, my soul
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| I’m wanting to give this up
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| So can you tell me
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| I’m not over, I’m not finished yet
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| I’ve got a ways to go, I’ll be alright
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| But when it comes down to that moment
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| When my dreams have lost their way
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| At the end of the night, I’ll be alright
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| Damaged, hurting because the pain is real
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| So real, dirty
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| Wounded and weary in my soul, my soul
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| And I really have to give this up
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| So can you tell me
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| I’m not over. |
| I’m not finished yet
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| I’ve got a ways to go, I’ll be alright
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| When it comes down to that moment
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| Where my dreams have lost their way
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| At the end of the night, I’ll be alright
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| I’m wanting to give in
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| But I really have to give this up
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| I’m not over, I’m not finished yet
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| I’ve got a ways to go, I’ll be alright
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| When it comes down to that moment
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| Where my dreams have lost their way
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| I’ll be alright, I’ll be alright
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| I’m not over, I’m not finished yet
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| I’ve got a ways to go, I’ll be alright
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| When it comes down to that moment
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| Where my dreams have lost their way
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| I’ll be alright, I’ll be alright |