About my song
At a point there comes a breaking, when everyone is taking all we are. And there s no sense in the faking when everyone is shaking us apart. Here I m left to figure out me, there s no doing this without me, I know. I m the Rebel of a doubt scene, but I m doing this without me if I go.\
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Chorus: Have I not the strength to live inside myself or let this go. Oh, or have I not the strength to live inside myself or let go.\
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Left to pick up all the pieces of a heart that slipped and it fell to the floor. Now I m cutting feet on memories and barely walking out of the door. Seems there s nothing left to love with, I ve thrown it all away with the past. Still there s something hanging on, this same torture line is hanging my last.


