You¡¯re on your own
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You¡¯re finding out who you are
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You¡¯re running towards nothing
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If nothing meant something
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You'd still be here in my arms
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In three-fourths time
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You¡¯re crying yourself to sleep
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The tears on your pillow
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are drowning, you¡¯re suffering
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in past times and memories
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-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
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your life's already done
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-I¡¯m sick in tired of writing this song-
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It¡¯s always about you
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It¡¯s always about you
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-You¡¯re not breathing fast asleep-
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and without me you¡¯re falling apart
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And I can tell
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You¡¯re having second thoughts
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You¡¯re thinking of calling me
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Ending this misery
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and ending this bloody mess
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My heart drops
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It shatters like twice before
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It's casting a silhouette
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Made by the marks you left
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Tell me what happens now
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-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
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your life's already done
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-I¡¯m sick in tired of writing this song-
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It¡¯s always about you
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It¡¯s always about you
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-You¡¯re not breathing fast asleep-
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and without me you¡¯re falling apart
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night (for a showdown)
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night for a showdown.
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It¡¯s a beautiful night
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I'm sick and tired of writing this song
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It¡¯s always about you
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It¡¯s always about you
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-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
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your life's already done
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-You¡¯re not breathing fast asleep-
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and without me you¡¯re falling apart
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Briarwood
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| Asteria |
