I writ myself out of the fold,
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Line of faces growing cold
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I will find a way to make it
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Tore a wrench in my old clothes,
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Faded colors drain my soul
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I will find a way to make it
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I will find a way to make it
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I'm giving it all to feel alive again
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I'm giving it all to wrestle with my soul again
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Why can't you give it all to feel alive again?
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And I won't let go
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I won't fall back in the fold
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My last excuse is wearing thin,
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If I open up to let you in
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Will I find a way to make it?
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I will find a way to make it
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I'm giving it all to feel alive again
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I'm giving it all to wrestle with my soul again
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Why can't you give it all to feel alive again?
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And I won't let go
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I won't fall back in the fold
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Don't stop, don't blink, don't turn around
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Gotta move my feet when I hit the ground
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If my legs get tired I won't slow down
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I can't stop now ,
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Cause' I'm giving it all to feel alive again
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I'm giving it all to wrestle with my soul again
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Why can't you give it all to feel alive again?
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And I won't let go
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I won't fall back in the fold
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I won't let go, I won't fall
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I won't let go, I won't fall back in the fold
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I writ myself out of the fold
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Giving It All (The Fold)
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Rex Goudie |