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If my eyes could speak,

Then they would scream.

My heart's alive,

But cannot see.

I cannot what was so real.

My voice is trapped inside my skin.



I won't let the weight of the world,

Bring me down to my knees.

If I look past the pain,

Then I'll finally see.

It was you who taught me how to bleed.

So burn up the past,

Cause the future is easy to see.



I'm walking down an empty street,

And all the faces look at me.

I feel so lost,

I can't be found.

Please help I need you now.



I won't let the weight of the world,

Bring me down to my knees.

If I look past the pain,

Then I'll finally see.

It was you who taught me how to bleed.

So burn up the past,

Cause the future is easy to see.



I won't let the weight of the world,

Bring me down to my knees...



I won't let the weight of the world,

Bring me down to my knees.

If I look past the pain,

Then I'll finally see.

It was you who taught me how to bleed.

So burn up the past,

Cause the future is easy to see.