| I’m treading water,
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| don’t want to drown
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| I awake this silence in my soul.
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| All of my life,
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| I’ve been standing still.
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| I will break from the one that I’ve become
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| How will I know that I have the will?
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| And I’ve been running away
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| There isn’t much left of me,
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| but I’m not ready to go.
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| I’ve waited in line,
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| for some kind of sign,
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| I see that the time is now
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| to be living in my last days of life.
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| I’ve made up my mind,
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| I see that the time is now
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| to be living in my last days,
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| living in my last days of life.
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| My reflections starts to take its glow,
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| the mirror says that I’ll lose it all.
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| I’ll get the copy before it takes me down.
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| I’m treading water,
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| don’t want to drown.
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| And I’ve been running away
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| There isn’t much left of me,
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| but I’m not ready to go.
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| I’ve waited in line,
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| for some kind of sign,
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| I see that the time is now
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| to be living in my last days of life.
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| I’ve made up my mind,
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| I see that the time is now
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| to be living in my last days,
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| living in my last days of life.
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| I’ll be living in for the
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| (Living for the violence.)
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| And I finally see where I’m going.
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| (Finally see where I’m going.)
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| Finally see where I’m going.
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| (And I finally see where I’m going.)
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| I’ve waited in line,
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| for some kind of sign,
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| I see that the time is now
|
| to be living in my last days of life.
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| I’ve made up my mind,
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| I see that the time is now
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| to be living in my last days,
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| living in my last days of life. |