You didn't have to hurt me, you know
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it wasn't entirely necessary
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and I'm not sure how much of that you meant
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and I'm not sure how far
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it went
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but that doesn't really matter now
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I meant every word I said except for
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one
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maybe it all just paved the way
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for what needed to happen anyways
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and out of the ashes I rise
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the one who can look up is the one who flies
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and remember to never look back or down
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don't crash into the ground
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and I am not a saint, yeah I get that
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I've had it explained to me far
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too many times
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but I do try, and I like to think
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that one day I'll get back what I've
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given
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and you said that I would never be happy
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and now that I am I wonder if
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you'd believe me anyways
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but that doesn't matter now
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and to tell the truth I don't care what
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you think
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'cause out of the ashes I rise
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the one who can look up is the one who flies
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and remember to never look back or down
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don't crash into the ground
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I can't help you now, no I can't stop you
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so go ahead, crash in to the ground...
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Phoenix
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Allison Crowe |