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We leave the television blaring
To create the illusion that our lives are not vacant
But still our hearts are so shattered
We are all speeding with no destination
An imaginary prize until we sadly falter
Hollow children sputtering out
From birth until failure, we march on forever
We are only as strong as the mark we left behind
It was a cold, cold day in December
Your hands were folded
Your heart was silent
What was this boy to you?
How could I possibly stay here without you?
You were a young soul waiting forever
And heaven had finally come for you
I know this much is true
They'll never another one like you
Hollow children sputtering out
From birth until failure, we march on forever
We are only as strong as the mark we left behind
We are only as strong
We are only as strong as the mark we left
God, are you really listening?
If this is only a test
If this is only a test, I feel like I'm failing
God, are you really listening?
If this is only a test
If this is only a test, I feel like I'm failing
Failing you
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