I had no where to go
I was lost not a sound
I had nothing to show
I was beat on the ground
I was accepting the pain
It was running through my hair
I was under the rain
Trouble was everywhere
Anywhere I could turn
There was nothing but hurt
My memories had to burn
I saw nothing but dirt
But nothing stays down
I can almost see the light
I am ready to turn it around
Get away from the night
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