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She said it wasn’t love we had
Just two broken souls holding on
Said we found each other wounded
In the smoke after the storm
And I keep chasing,
chasing Every finish line’s another mile I keep praying,
praying Just to see your heart crack a smile
I’ve been down on my knees Trying to pay for my crimes
Lord, show me there’s hope ’Cause I’m running
out of mine