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I won't hold my hand out to anyone but you
I don't want to trust anyone but you
And if I am to be saved by anybody I want it to be you
I take your hand

You'll find hope scribbled on scrap pieces of paper
Like I found fate stuck to the curb

Save me now

I won't hold my hand out to anyone but you
There's still time to get hands around my fucking neck

It's time to realise that there is far more to this world
Than the self-loathing that you endure

You'll find hope scribbled on scrap paper.
I won't hold my hand out to anyone but you   I don't want to trust anyone but you   And if I am to be saved by anybody I want it to be you   I take your hand      You'll find hope scribbled on scrap pieces of paper   Like I found fate stuck to the curb      Save me now      I won't hold my hand out to anyone but you   There's still time to get hands around my fucking neck      It's time to realise that there is far more to this world   Than the self-loathing that you endure      You'll find hope scribbled on scrap paper.