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By Flyleaf, My hands are searching for you
My arms are outstretched towards
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By Flyleaf, You try your hardest to perfect your explanations
You lie until
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By Flyleaf, The question asked in order
To save her life or take
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By Flyleaf, Telling Layla's story spoken
'Bout how all her bones are broken
Hammers
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By Flyleaf, I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my
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By Flyleaf, I'm sorry, I don't mean to remember
It's true that I
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By Flyleaf, Sick of circling the same road
Sick of bearing the guilt
So
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By Flyleaf, Here I stand, empty hands
Wishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop
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By Flyleaf, All your twisted thoughts free flow
To everlasting memories, show soul
Kiss
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By Flyleaf, Sometimes life seems too quiet into paralyzing silence
Like the moon
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By Flyleaf, Sometimes I'm a selfish fake
You're always a true friend
And I
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By Flyleaf, I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice
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By Flyleaf, We will make it out alive
There's a note in the
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By Flyleaf, Unified diversity
functioning as one body
every part encouraged by the other
no
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By Flyleaf, Break up already wake up now
walk away take it all
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By Flyleaf, Circle encircles the earth
Chance and choice break his heart
His innocent
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By Flyleaf, I've written songs in the dark
I've felt inspired in the
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By Flyleaf, I saw the queen
Swam out below her star on sea
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By Flyleaf, Close your eyes little girl
You're a princess now
You own this
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By Flyleaf, Help help help
Out out out out out out out now
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By Flyleaf, Its like being in love you rob your own mind
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By Flyleaf, Had a dream that we were dead, but we pretended
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By Flyleaf, Tiny heart, stuck inside yourself
When will you open up
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By Flyleaf, Can I tell you a story as we dance while
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By Flyleaf, We can't be oblivious,
We are not ignorant,
Blood in our
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By Flyleaf, When I said good morning
I was lying
I was truly thinking
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By Flyleaf, Her headaches constant, increasing in pain with
each passing day.
She can't
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By Flyleaf, Tina's eyes are clear crystallite
How can we not notice her?
Now
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By Flyleaf, I won't be satisfied with okay
And I can't be okay
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By Flyleaf, My hands are searching for you
My arms are outstretched towards