My prides gone
| My fears have grown
| Enter the unknown
| Going back again
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| My head is numb
| My hollowed run
| Sucking on my thumb
| Going back again
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| Would you hold me?
| Loneliness beholds me
| I still can’t be,
| I can’t be new?
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| Caught in a hole
| Nowhere left to run
| Now I have to climb
| To get back again
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| Do you recognize me?
| I was the wannabe
| I still cant be
| I cant be new
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| Oh my God I tried
| till it hurt inside
| I got left behind
| I got left behind
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| Would you hold me?
| Would you hold me?
| Would you hold me?
| If I were new
| If I were new
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| New
| | Mark Owen |
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