Monday, January 25, 2010

one republic

For those days we felt like a mistake,
Those times when loves what you hate,
We keep marching on.

Well have the days we break,
And well have the scars to prove it,
Well have the bonds that we save,
But well have the heart not to lose it.

For all of the times weve stopped,
For all of the things Im not.

We put one foot in front of the other,
We move like we aint got no other,
We go when we go

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