Someone tell me why this pain exsists,
Shining through all we've endured,
Unrelenting, hidden in clutched fists,
Tainting and degrading all we've learned.
CHORUS:
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Living nightmare, walk on glass
Saturday morning, wake up late
Better recover, make it fast
But there's no confusing you with fate.
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Crouching, attacked, in the middle of it all,
You're scared, and about to let the demons take you,
You've lost all courage, hope, trust, about to let it fall,
But then a hand reaches down to make you...
Chorus
Don't let me lose who you've become,
I've worked too hard, and seen you run,
I've seen you run away from me, but then you take my hand,
And suddenly we're free.
Set it down, wash your hands, we can make you better,
But don't be frightened, just believe...
