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UNEARTHING
TO THINK
THERE WAS A TIME
WHERE I
DIDNT HAVE THE
STRENGTH
CHOSE TO SINK
INSTEAD OF SWIM
I FOUND MY
COURAGE IN THE SAND
WASHING UP FROM THE SEA
WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
DEJA VU
ALL OVER AGAIN
WAITED AS
LONG
AS I CAN
COUNTED DAYS
STAYED UP NIGHTS
BREAKING RECORDS WITH THESE FIGHTS
I CAN'T PLAY PRETEND
LEAVE THE LUXURIES
I'M ENTITLED TO
TO BE THE BITCH
IN YOUR HEAD
YOU MADE YOUR BED
NOW LAY IN IT
FLOWERS FOR THE DEAD
THERE WAS A TIME
WHERE I
DIDNT HAVE THE
STRENGTH
CHOSE TO SINK
INSTEAD OF SWIM
I FOUND MY
COURAGE IN THE SAND
WASHING UP FROM THE SEA
WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
DEJA VU
ALL OVER AGAIN
WAITED AS
LONG
AS I CAN
COUNTED DAYS
STAYED UP NIGHTS
BREAKING RECORDS WITH THESE FIGHTS
I CAN'T PLAY PRETEND
LEAVE THE LUXURIES
I'M ENTITLED TO
TO BE THE BITCH
IN YOUR HEAD
YOU MADE YOUR BED
NOW LAY IN IT
FLOWERS FOR THE DEAD
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