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Get up, get out, get away from these liars. 'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire.
Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine, and we'll walk from this dark room for the last time.
Every minute from this minute now, we can do what we like. Anywhere.
I want so much to open your eyes. 'Cause I need you to look into mine.

Tell me that you'll open your eyes.

Please don't let this turn into something it's not.
I can only give you everything I've got.
I can't be as sorry as you think I should.
But I still love you more than anyone else could.

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