There will be no more color
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Broken I stand here
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A new creation
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On the stage of history
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Where map and compass
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Mean nothing at all
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The arrows are in me
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My spirit drinks poison
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I joined the avalanche
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Just to feel alive
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I remember sitting in
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My mothers room
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And I watched them cry
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We're not supposed to be here
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Tonight I will sleep on the floor
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Oh, such weight
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All colors rushing back
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Restoring frail life
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We're broken here
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We're ruined here
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There are strangers
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In my house
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Tripping over
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Themselves to
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White wash this
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Disaster
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I am young but
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I'm not blind
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All colors rushing back
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Restoring frail life
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We're broken here
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We're ruined here
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The Voice of Heaven
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Speaks with time
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A new understanding
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Dedication
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This will never fade
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I guess the body
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Means nothing at all
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Broken and unbroken
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All colors rushing back
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Restoring frail life
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We're broken here
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We're ruined here
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Cemetary Like A Stage
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| Norma Jean |
