| How do you know where you’re going
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| When you don’t know where you’ve been
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| You hide the shame that you’re not showing
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| And you won’t let anyone in A crowded street can be a quiet place
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| When you’re walking alone
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| And now you think that you’re the only
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| One who doesn’t
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| Have to try
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| And you won’t have to feel
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| If you’re afraid to fight
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| Then i guess you never will
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| You hide behind your walls
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| Of maybe nevers
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| Forgetting that there’s something more
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| Than just knowing better
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| Your mistakes do not define you now
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| They tell you who you’re not
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| You’ve got to live this life you’re given
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| Like it’s the only one you’ve got
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| Memories have left you broken
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| And the scars have never healed
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| The emptiness in you is growing
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| But so little left to fill
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| You’re scared to look back on the days before
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| You’re too tired to move on And now you think that you’re the only one who doesn’t
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| Have to try
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| And you won’t have to feel
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| If you’re afraid to fight
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| Then i guess you never will
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| You hide behind your walls
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| Of maybe nevers
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| Forgetting that there’s something more
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| Than just knowing better
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| Your mistakes do not define you now
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| They tell you who you’re not
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| You’ve got to live this life you’re given
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| Like it’s the only one you’ve got
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| What would it take
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| To get you to say that i’ll try
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| And what would you say if This was the last day of your life
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| You hide behind your walls
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| Of maybe nevers
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| Forgetting that there’s something more
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| Than just knowing better
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| Your mistakes do not define you now
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| They tell you who you’re not
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| You’ve got to live this life you’re given
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| Like it’s the only one you’ve got
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| You hide behind your walls
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| Of maybe nevers
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| Forgetting that there’s something more
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| Than just knowing better
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| Your mistakes do not define you now
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| They tell you who you’re not
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| You’ve got to live this life you’re given
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| Like it’s the only one you’ve got |