I am merely the product
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Of the life that I've lived
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An amalgam of sorrows
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And the wisdom they give
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But the weight has grown heavy
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And its dragging me down
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It's so hard not to sink now
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But I don't want to drown
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CHORUS
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I'm damaged
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But somehow I've managed
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This far
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But I don't know if I can find my way back home
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I'm damaged
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But somehow I've managed
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For now
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But I don't think I can face this on my own
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There is beauty in hardship
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There are poems in grief
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There are trials we must go through
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Though they may shake our beliefs
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But I don't know how I got here
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Lost in the cynical dusk
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Set adrift in the worry
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That I've no one to trust
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(CHORUS)
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If to suffer is holy
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I'll take my share of the pain
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I can swim through this sadness
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If there's something to gain
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I can reach for the surface
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And try to pull myself free
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But the last thing I want is
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To drag you down here with me
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(CHORUS)
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Damaged
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| Assemblage 23 |
