Lately I've been feeling the same.
I've being losing hope, resisting the pain.
It's cold outside, I wish it were clearer.
Sometimes it's just easier... to turn around than look in the mirror.
Sometimes when I go to sleep
My life spins out in front of me
Like a hurricane, a bottle of wine.
Sometimes it's easier to let something else... control your life.
This is an anthem for the girl that got away.
This is an anthem for the war of yesterday.
This is an anthem for the rebel of my youth.
This is an anthem for the risk of loving you.
This is an anthem for the girl that got away.
This is an anthem for the war of yesterday.
This is an anthem for the rebel of my youth.
This is an anthem for the risk of loving you.
The risk of loving you.
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