And when it's cold out
I will wait for her
And I will roam out
To the edges of
the earth
And when it feels just like the
rain
Has soaked through my bones
None of this will matter
None of this
will save you from yourself
This
life
It's brining on the death of me
Swear that I can barely see
That I'm
the one to blame
This life
I swear
to God it's killin' me
Seems some times I
can't believe
That I'm the one to blame
And when it's cold out
In the sleet
and snow
I will hold out
'Till the
answers all unfold
And when it feels just
like the rain
You will see through it all
None of this will matter
'Cause
none of this will save you from yourself
None of this will matter
None of
this will save your from yourself
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