alright
oh, some things are better left unsaid, you'll find a nice place to hide them, but days like this, there is just too much going on, yeah, so i'm picking up the pieces of my past, but i can't find no peace at all, so in other words, i am so ready to be found, so i'll try and i might, stand up and fight, to leave this place someday, all i need is that moment, to make me believe that you're alive, and then i'll be alright, alright, paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes, i can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, lord i need to be saved, and then i'll be alright, alright yeah, oh yeah, on days like these, there is just too much going on, so i try and i might, stand up and fight, to leave this place someday, all i need is this moment, to make me believe that you're alive, and then i'll be alright, paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes, i can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, lord i need to be saved, and then i'll be alright, and then i'll be alright, and then i'll be alright, and then i'll be alright, and then i'll be alright, yeah
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