| With a stare, I can look into your inner most thoughts of pain
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| Would it make any difference if I told you I’ve been there before
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| I don’t want you wishing for what could have been
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| But you don’t seem to want to be free
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| Take a moment, forget what you can
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| Just know that you’re the only one who can pull on through
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| We’re only heading for higher ground
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| We’ll keep on moving to turn it round
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| Just keep on listening to the sound
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| The sound that consoles you
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| Broken glass on the mirror shows me only what you want to see
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| Turn the page to a chapter where the words haven’t been written down
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| I don’t want you wishing for what could have been
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| But you don’t seem to want to be free
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| Take a moment, forget what you can
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| Just know that you’re the only one who can pull on through
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| We’re only heading for higher ground
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| We’ll keep on moving to turn it round
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| Just keep on listening to the sound
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| The sound that controls you too
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| We’re only heading for higher ground
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| We’ll keep on moving to turn it round
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| Just keep on listening to the sound
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| The sound that consoles you
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| I’ll have you down on the ground in a moment when
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| You need a hand for a touch of reality
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| I’ll pick you up when you’re dropped to your hands and knees
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| Leave it behind before you lose sight of what once was you
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| We’re only heading for higher ground
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| We’ll keep on moving to turn it round
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| Just keep on listening to the sound
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| The sound that controls you too
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| We’re only heading for higher ground
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| We’ll keep on moving to turn it round
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| Just keep on listening to the sound
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| The sound that consoles you |