This time we have
We cannot waste
To meet this God
Come face-to-face
Everyday I feel
The stabbing pain
Rushing through
Just to see the rain
My love
My lost
Holding on!
Holding on!
Breaking life
Just to find my space
Walking alone
To this lonely place
Being me
Is my own disgrace
Look, the mirror
It shows my face
Holding on
To the Lost
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