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Lyrics

I’ve gathered all my fears
I’ve gathered all my pride
and I’ve laid it on the table
in these desolate times

somewhere in these memories
on twisted turning roads
I scooped up all my sorrows
and I brought them home

and run through some strange forest
I’ll be there waiting
and run through some strange forest
I’ll be there

rather be an outcast
and I’d rather be alone
than to betray my own spirit
or repeat a broken home

and sitting here in paradise
the war it rages on
till I gun down all my demons
before the break of dawn

and run through some strange forest
I’ll be there waiting
and run through some strange forest
I’ll be there saying
run through some strange forest
I’ll be there praying
and run through some strange forest
I’ll be there

our bodies are the forest
our minds are strange
our bodies are the forest
our minds are strange
our bodies are the forest
our minds are strange

breaks our heart in the end
the end
breaks our heart in the end
the end
breaks my heart in the end
the end
it saves my heart in the end