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On the edges of the sharpest knives
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In the middle of the darkest nights
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Always knew that I would find you here
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In a puddle of the bravest tears
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I've seen enough to know it's lonely where you are
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Above the crowd
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Feet dangling from a rooftop (a rooftop)
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She waits from ledges for a voice to talk her down
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Nothing matters but the pain when you're alone
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Never-ending nights when you're awake
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When you're praying that tomorrow it's okay
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There will be a time to crack another smile
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Maybe not today or for a while
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But we're holding on to laugh again some day
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To laugh again some day
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All that matters is the time we had
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Doesn't matter how it all went bad
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Never wonder what it might be like
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Shut the door, say goodbye
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When faced with tragedy
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We come alive or come undone
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So don't hold back, let it shape you like an ocean
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Even the deepest scars in time will fade
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Nothing matters but the pain when you're alone
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Never-ending nights when you're awake
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When you're praying that tomorrow it's okay
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There will be a time to crack another smile
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Maybe not today or for a while
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But we're holding on to laugh again some day
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Yeah, we're holding on to laugh again some day
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And sometimes you have to go back
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To know just where you were then
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But we're old enough to know that
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What has been, will be again and again
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And the bravest of faces are the ones where we fake it
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And the roles that we play
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Nothing matters when the pain is all but gone
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When you are finally awake
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Despite the overwhelming odds, tomorrow came
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And when they see you crack a smile
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And you decide to stay a while
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You'll be ready then, to laugh again
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Nothing matters but the pain
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(We are tragedy, yeah, we are sympathy)
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Nothing matters but the pain
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You see what you want to see
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Nothing matters but the pain
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(We are misery, a distant memory)
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Nothing matters but the pain
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We all learned to laugh again
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Yeah, we all learned to laugh again
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We all learned to laugh again
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____________________
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Name Tragedy + Time
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Artist Rise Against
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Album The Black Market
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