Lost and Found

Why do we always seem to fight on better days?
It makes no sense to me
For better or for worse? I just want everything to be OK

Turning blind, can't see
Fading fast, spontaniously
Burning daylight, no time to spare
The chance of survival is turning rare, yeah

I've been thrown away again
And I've done everything I can
I think that I've found my place
Where I won't be erased

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You picked me up right off the ground
In the lost and found
You unraveled me when I was wound
In the lost and found

I'm running on nothing but fumes
And I think that I've met my doom
There's nothing to look foward to
But it's all come down to you

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