No footprints before me
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Will I be the one that finds a way?
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Our fate unfolding
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Is there something more then the roles we play?
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How deep the roots dig
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And they sink into my skin
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I see myself in the cracks of your foundation
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And these walls will crumble by our hands
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We don't talk much anymore
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And we're not letting down our guard
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We are not alone
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Everyone is lost
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Waiting on a second wind
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Just believe we are not alone
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Speak to me.
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What can be said while we're still being honest?
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Only then will these marks start to heal
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And cleanse us of these demons
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But there's so much to say, and there's so little time
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Take my hand and walk with me
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Lead me to salvation
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And in return I'll offer you my pledge to start all over
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But there's so much to say, and we're so far behind
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No footprints before me
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Will I be the one that finds a way?
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Feel how deep the roots dig
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And they sink into my skin
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I see myself in the cracks of your foundation
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And these walls will crumble by our hands
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We don't talk much anymore, but motherfucker we hit hard
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No, we are not alone
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Everyone is lost
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Waiting on a second wind
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We are not alone
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Parallels
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| Misery Signals |
