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We'll take baby steps but we'll get there. Everyone needs a little help sometimes.

If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.

This is your power. Use it. Accept it.

You don't own me anymore, I'm not afraid of you.

My own personal map of you.

Make me scream, make me fight, make me dream, I hate the night.

Let me go and tell me to stay.

What a cruel joke to play....

You and your deep sea blue...

Heaven's out of sight but you're still calling.