You're taking care of your instincts No matter what you do Your life could be so much better when everything is through The demons that refused to let you go They left with empty hands You got to give it a try Don't put an end to your life Cause that's where you choke your last sigh
Chorus: You gotta rise with me! Cause you're so vulnerable... me! No need for sympathy now... Yet so admirable... say...
Your passion for art is your well hidden cure Cause that's where you have a plan Escaping could be such a movement now In your fragile heart all so true
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