There were times in my life I was down on my knees, now it s over
Deep inside my heart I know
Simply put I ve been stabbed in the back ever since I remember
Deep inside it hurt to let go
I m back in the picture, back in the picture
I wonder what took so long, so long
Dedicate everything I create
To my friends I would die for
But you will always be the one
Memories that you can t overrun, memories I could cry for
I thought I d always be on the run
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