| One body, two different souls,
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| fallen too deep into two separate worlds,
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| don’t be afraid to hold me tight,
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| don’t be afraid to close your eyes.
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| Why do we stand out in the rain,
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| trying to wash away all the anger and pain?
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| Time is so unkind. |
| Screaming, dreaming.
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| There ain’t no standing tall -in the shadow of the shame, when everybody knows
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| -I'm a victim of the game.
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| In my mind I see pictures flashing by,
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| and I wonder if it’s time for me to say goodbye.
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| Trying to find a reason to fight,
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| but all I can see is myself on a downward flight.
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| I pray my saviour, and beg him to tell,
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| that I’m bound for heaven, released from this spell, for
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| I feel I’ve done my time in hell.
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| There ain’t no light when
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| I’m standing in the shadow at night,
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| I feel the fright when
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| I’m the victim of the game at night.
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| Things haven’t changed since
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| I picked up those broken pieces,
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| I can only admit it,
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| I have no future with my past.
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| Why do we stand out in the rain,
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| trying to wash away all the anger and the pain?
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| Don’t be afraid to hold me tight,
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| don’t be afraid to close your eyes.
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| The big print was the truth,
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| words I didn’t understand… |