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This night, this night, just like the rest These same thoughts running through my head Same reckless phrase with a different face They say, they say that i am worthless But I'm not listening I swear, and yet Round, round, they spin like a record now Same false hopes built to be broke down Round and around I'm falling down Again Sticks and stones may break my bones Your words, they surely kill They surely kill This feels the same Complications and different situations I am holding out for love Is it worth it To die a little each day All for unseen grace? Sticks and stones may break my bones Your words, they surely kill They surely kill Your words are breaking down now I would say Where I've been to where I am It is worth it His grace When all else fades You can see it His face So now Round, round, they spin like a record now Same false hopes built to be broke These thoughts were meant to be broke down These thoughts were meant to be broke down These thoughts were meant to be broke down These thoughts were meant to be broke down They die a little each day Die a little each day Die a little each day Die a little each day Each day These thoughts were meant to be broke down These thoughts were meant to be broke These thoughts were meant to be broke down They're meant to be broke Sticks and stones may break my bones Your words, they surely kill They surely kill Your words, they surely kill They surely kill Your words are breaking down now It's all for her Again Yeah yeah |