I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
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How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
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When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
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And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive
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I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me
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I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free
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Cos I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy
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Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive
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This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
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We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
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Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
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Our time is waiting right outside your door
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And maybe tomorrow is a better day
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I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
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I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
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Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
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Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly
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This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
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Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
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Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand
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Our time is waiting right outside your door
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And maybe tomorrow is a better day
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This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
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Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
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I won't cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
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And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
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And maybe tomorrow is a better day
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I know tomorrow is a better day
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Maybe Tomorrow Is A Better Day
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Poets Of The Fall |