| Settling in, I’m feeling lost again
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| This unfamiliar taste calls me to question myself
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| In the eye of the storm, a moment’s peace reminds me of a world so torn
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| I feel the whispers guide me home
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| Frost bitten, I feel my knuckles burn
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| My frightened soul searches for the warmth of your tenderness, a soft embrace
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| I look to the sky to find another way
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| Oh, how I long to forget
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| I look to the sky and start to fade away
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| Can you show me who I’m meant to be?
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| Cause I forgot what life was like when I believed
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| Can you show me what life means to me?
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| Show me the beauty in disparity
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| I’m freezing
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| Falling apart at the seams
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| Lost in these winter dreams
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| I’m failing
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| You’ve seen the worst in me
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| The air becomes too cold to breath
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| Carried the weight of my own world
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| I climbed through wire and still bear these scars
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| The weight of guilt is crushing me
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| The wolves are closing in on me
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| Frost bitten, I feel my knuckles burn
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| My frightened soul searches for the warmth of your tenderness, a soft embrace
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| I look to the sky to find another way
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| Oh, how I long to forget
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| I look to the sky and start to fade away
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| Can you show me who I’m meant to be?
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| Cause I forgot what life was like when I believed
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| Can you show me what life means to me?
|
| Show me the beauty in disparity
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| Carried the weight of my own world
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| I climbed through wire and still bear these scars
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| Better off dead
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| A haunted soul
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| I feel the wolves closing in on me
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| Better off dead
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| A bastard soul
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| The weight of guilt is crushing me
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| I feel the wolves closing in on me
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| The weight of guilt is crushing me
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| Settling in, I’m feeling lost again
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| This unfamiliar taste calls me to question myself
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| In the eye of the storm, a moment’s peace reminds me of a world so torn |