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When you are changing the life you know,
this can be oh so hard to face.
But what¡¯s worse is regret that one day you¡¯ll wake up.
Pretending to love someone before you love yourself.

When will our hearts be free?
Because our ribs are cages.

Where do I belong when everything I've loved has come and gone?
Where do I belong when even my own shadow leaves me when darkness comes?

There's got to be a crack in everything.
Otherwise, a light could never find it's way in.

Years of love are lost in the hatred of a moment.
You'll never know what it's worth until it¡¯s a memory, so you should own it.
One person¡¯s insecurity can become a reality
for someone else when we use each other to find love in ourselves.

When will our hearts be free?
Because our ribs are cages.

Where do I belong when everything I've loved has come and gone?
Where do I belong when even my own shadow leaves me when darkness comes?

When will our hearts be free?
cause our ribs are cages.

Where do I belong when everything I've loved has come and gone?
Where do I belong when even my own shadow leaves me when darkness comes?
When darkness comes, when darkness comes, what do I need?

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Prey For Me
The Color Morale



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