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We all carry these things inside that no one else can see.They hold us down like anchors. They drown us out at sea.
When I look up to the sky, there may be nothing there to see.
And if I don't believe in you, why would you believe in me?
When I look up to the sky, there may be nothing there to see.
And if I don't believe in you, why would you believe in me?
