Waiting For The End

Yeah

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Yo

(Oh) I know what it takes to move on

(Oh) I know how it feels to lie

(Oh) all I wanna do is trade this life for something new

(Oh) holding on to what I haven't got

Yo, yo

What was left when that fire was gone?

I thought it felt right, but that right was wrong

All caught up in the eye of the storm

And trying to figure out what it's like moving on

My mouth kept moving, and my mind went dead

So, I'm picking up the pieces now where to begin

The hardest part of ending is starting again

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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new

Holding on to what I haven't got

This is not the end, this is not the beginning

Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision

But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm

Though the words sound steady, something empty's within them

We say, yeah, with fists flying up in the air

Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there

'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear

Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear

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