I grew up insecure
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Afraid of everything
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Just wanted to feel something
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No confidence
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I had no one who believed
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That I was anything
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Left to find my own
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Through the years I've found
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A safety in a world
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That some my call "destructive"
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Bring on the insanity
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It feeds this part of me
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It helps the parts I'm missing
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Forgive what I've done
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You weren't around
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On the day I walked away
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All I needed was a helping hand
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And I saw myself walking away from me
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So long, so numb inside
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I've found no place to hide
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>From a past that sometimes haunts me
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But all this pain I've learned
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And through the years I've burned
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To try to kill what they put inside of me
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What have I become?
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You weren't around
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On the day I walked away
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All I needed was a helping hand
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And I saw myself walking away from me
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You weren't around
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On the day I walked away
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All I needed was a helping hand
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And I saw myself
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I saw myself
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And no, I can't apologize
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For the stupid things I've done
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You're looking at a product of a two faced world
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And this is what I've become
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I need something real
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I want something pure
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Something pure
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You weren't around
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On the day I walked away
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All I needed was a helping hand
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And I lost myself
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Day I Walked Away
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| Drown |
