Don't color me by the things that you've heard
Don't go coloring outside the lines
You ought to know that broken spirits can't heal
Sick bodies and no one really has control
If you wait for the horizon
You'll have a reason to hold on
(Hold on, hold on)
There are days when you can't see the forest through the trees
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
(Defeat, defeat)
A cloud hangs above us
Reminding us of our regrets
These bones that we have were made to be reckless
Found myself at a crossroad
And I'm choosing to stay still
Hold my hand before you go
In you we've got more to reveal
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
(Defeat, defeat, defeat, defeat)
There are days when you can't see the forest through the trees
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
(Defeat, defeat)
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
Hidden by disguise of defeat
Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat
(Defeat, defeat)

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