Give me a hero,
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Someone to help me understand,
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I need an angel,
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Someone who¡¯ll take my hand
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Without asking why,
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Or thinking twice.
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And lay me down,
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Make me feel safe
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Until I¡¯m back on my feet,
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As a second chance,
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For me
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To escape this,
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This gravity.
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So lift me up and,
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Teach me how to love and,
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Rise above it all,
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I¡¯m crawling out of my skin.
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So cut these strings
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From all that¡¯s held me down,
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You¡¯ve got to show me how to,
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To believe again.
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I¡¯ve nothing left to hide,
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I¡¯m trying to open up my eyes,
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Help me to rise,
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Help me to rise.
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I need a saviour,
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Someone who¡¯s gonna make a change,
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Oh, I need a soldier,
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Someone to stand right by my side,
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Every time,
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Day or night.
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And lay me down,
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Make me feel safe,
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I¡¯m starting to see there¡¯s a world out there for me,
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Let me make believe.
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So lift me up and,
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Teach me how to love and,
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Rise above it all now,
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I¡¯m crawling out of my skin.
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So cut these strings
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From all that¡¯s held me down,
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You¡¯ve got to show me how to,
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To believe again.
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I¡¯ve nothing left inside,
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I¡¯m trying to open up my eyes,
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Help me to rise,
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Help me to rise.
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Is there a hero,
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Someone to help me understand.
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Woah...
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So lift me up and,
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Teach me how to love and,
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Rise above it all,
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I¡¯m crawling out of my skin.
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So cut these strings
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From all that¡¯s held me down,
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You¡¯ve got to show me how to,
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To believe again.
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I¡¯ve nothing left inside,
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I¡¯m trying to open up my eyes,
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Help me to rise,
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Help me to rise,
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Help me to rise,
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Help me to rise,
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ooh...
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Help me to rise.
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Rise
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| Delta Goodrem |
