The echo of shame, the voice inside my head,
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The need for love, the insecurity.
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Cutting me down, to the fourteen year old girl,
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The Father Figure criticizing me.
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Go on a€“ through the darkest night,
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Cause I know inside the answer's here in me.
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There's blood on my soul, for speaking out my pain,
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Perpetuating hurt in family.
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My mother in me a€“ I cannot explain,
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My need for love from her will never wane.
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Go on a€“ through the darkest night,
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Cause I know inside the answer's here in me.
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Go on a€“ the shadowboxing fight
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Disappears when all the music's here in me.
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Like an oracle the music's here in me.
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And I thank you God for music here in me.
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Go on a€“ through the darkest night,
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Cause I know inside the answer's here in me
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Go on a€“ the shadowboxing fight
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And I'll heal with understanding,
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And I'll deal with patient loving,
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And I'll make it cause the music's here in me.
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Music In Me
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| Paula Cole |
