Nothing left in me to fight for.
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Go with all the rest.
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You know what it is inside me.
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Carry me back.
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This song is all I have to give now.
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Nothing more to say.
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Words are running out, there's no more.
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Carry me back.
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I, I'm tired, torn, but trying.
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Now all hope lies with you.
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Carry me back home again.
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A new world built on all the good parts.
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Words are what we are, and words are where it starts.
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Nothing ever brings me home. x8
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This Song
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| Quarashi |
