Life
For four years I cried myself to sleep
Not letting go of the pain you caused
Not letting go of the fear
Holding on to the past
I let go of my future
I never saw the light
I was drowning in my own pain
You saw me floating
Refused to be saved
You saw me floating
And didn't let go
Rescued the day I meet you
For four years I've cried myself to sleep
I let go of the pain
I let go of the fear
I let go of the past
Light came and rescued me
I see the light
I see the light
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