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Falling from grace

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Inside theres a yearning
A fire that's burning

In the fight for survival
I am my own rival

It seems all to late
I've been hit by the hand of fate

I've been pushed to the edge
and I'm slipping, right of the ledge

'Cause I'm falling from grace again
and there's nothing you can do my friend

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