Waiting I'm
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Waiting to hold nothing cause
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Everyone knows nothing's much easier to touch
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So I want,
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I tried for a love
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That buried me under his shrug
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No one sees or cares if I'm on my
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Closet floor
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Shh there's something
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Outside my door
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Making a little heat
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It's getting warm
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It said 'even in the darkest hour you shine'
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It said 'even in the darkest hour you shine'
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Loaded on
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Layers and coats
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Try to stand up, oh there I go
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Down again
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God it has been so long
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Now I am marching in place
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Pretending to say this all to his face
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But you know, my guts they may never come
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I shake, shake from holding back
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Someone's trying to get me back on track from my spiral
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You know even in the darkest hour we shine
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You know even in the darkest hour we shine
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It'll save you when no one will ever try
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And I got answers super-glued under my knees
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You know you gotta get me, out o'mye eye eye roooom
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Outta my my my roooom
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And off my closet floor
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Shh there's something outside the door
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Making a little heat
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You're getting warmer now..
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And even in my darkest hour you shine
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Even in my darkest hour you shine
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Darkest Hour
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Charlotte Martin |