Now.
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Time after time you've realized you're wrong.
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The truth is dead. Your friends are gone.
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Sit down and think of all the things you've done.
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These words spitting out my mouth,
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I can't find a way to let them.
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Now there's a fork in the road
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And I'm taking the long way home.
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I'm losing myself and all of the friends I've known,
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That everything will work out on it's own.
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Everything.
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I'm losing ground.
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All of the things I feel are no more.
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Open the door. Find some closure.
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Find what is lost. Look a little closer.
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My heart is beating out my chest of all the things I'll never regret.
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Now there's a fork in the road and I'm taking the long way home.
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I'm losing myself and all of the friends I've known,
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That everything will work out on it's own.
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Everything.
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I have no remorse
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Strange Faces
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For The Fallen Dreams |