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This night, this night, just like the rest
These same thoughts running through my head
Same reckless phrase with a different face
They say, they say that i am worthless
But I'm not listening
I swear, and yet
Round, round, they spin like a record now
Same false hopes built to be broke down
Round and around
I'm falling down
Again
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Your words, they surely kill
They surely kill
This feels the same
Complications and different situations
I am holding out for love
Is it worth it
To die a little each day
All for unseen grace?
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Your words, they surely kill
They surely kill
Your words are breaking down now
I would say
Where I've been to where I am
It is worth it
His grace
When all else fades
You can see it
His face
So now
Round, round, they spin like a record now
Same false hopes built to be broke
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
They die a little each day
Die a little each day
Die a little each day
Die a little each day
Each day
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
They're meant to be broke
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Your words, they surely kill
They surely kill
Your words, they surely kill
They surely kill
Your words are breaking down now
It's all for her
Again
Yeah yeah
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Yeah yeah
Again
It's all for her
Your words are breaking down now
They surely kill
Your words, they surely kill
They surely kill
Your words, they surely kill
Sticks and stones may break my bones
They're meant to be broke
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
Each day
Die a little each day
Die a little each day
Die a little each day
They die a little each day
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
These thoughts were meant to be broke down
Same false hopes built to be broke
Round, round, they spin like a record now
So now
His face
You can see it
When all else fades
His grace
It is worth it
Where I've been to where I am
I would say
Your words are breaking down now
They surely kill
Your words, they surely kill
Sticks and stones may break my bones
All for unseen grace?
To die a little each day
Is it worth it
I am holding out for love
Complications and different situations
This feels the same
They surely kill
Your words, they surely kill
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Again
I'm falling down
Round and around
Same false hopes built to be broke down
Round, round, they spin like a record now
I swear, and yet
But I'm not listening
They say, they say that i am worthless
Same reckless phrase with a different face
These same thoughts running through my head
This night, this night, just like the rest
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