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its just another day |
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its just another year |
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"one step at a time", they say |
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"one trip, and youre back that way" |
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i dont recognize these eyes |
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i dont recognize these hands |
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please believe me when i tell you |
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that this is not who i am |
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if i recover, will you take me back again? |
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im just another, trying hard to fit right in |
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but my photographs remind me of who i used to be |
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if only i could go back when i was me |
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ill try hard to make this ride |
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ill try hard to win this fight |
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"one step at a time", they say |
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"one trip, and youre back that way" |
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i dont recognize these eyes |
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i dont recognize these hands |
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please believe me when i tell you |
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that this is not who i am |
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if i recover, will you take me back again? |
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im just another, trying hard to fit right in |
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but my photographs remind me of who i used to be |
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if only i could go back when i was me |
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give me strength to fight |
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help me feel alive again |
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make me whole inside |
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instead, this hole inside is killing me |
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oh, im begging you |
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if i recover, will you take me back again? |
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im just another, trying hard to fit right in |
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but my photographs remind me of who i used to be |
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if only i could go back when i was me |