The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into you
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Discouragement defined by all the times when everything just falls apart
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And your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there for dead
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How do we find a little piece of heaven
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In our time before we find acceptance
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When no one understands at this point
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That a handful of redemption's all we need
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From remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is really true
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Ask how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to be free
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And all, all the fear all the anger falls away
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All the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall away
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Never walked so tall until that moment when fate and circumstance collide
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When all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall away
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Handful Of Redemption
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| Boy Sets Fire |
