She stares at the moon
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Her rhythms out of tune
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Memories of the past
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At the bottom of her glass
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And resting on her cheek
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The imprint of his ring
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A symbol of the weak
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Commissioned by the king
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Did he tie you down?
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Did you make a sound?
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[Chorus]
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She falls to her knees
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Screaming God please
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Make something of me
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Cause I never wanted anything like what I wanna be right now
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An angel again
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An angel again somehow
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She remembers his old boots
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And the shotgun that he shoots
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And all she could take
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Lies at the bottom of a lake
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So lift your cig and drag
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As you figure out a plan
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To hide it all away
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How could she ever love this man
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Did you weigh him down?
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Did he make a sound?
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[Chorus]
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And when you carry weight in your life (life)
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And all the plans you make in your life (life)
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The original decision was right
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[Chorus]
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Did he tie you down?
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Did you make a sound?
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Did he weigh you down?
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Did he make a sound?
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Somehow
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Drake Bell |