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I will sing and shout, if that's what you've asked for. And I will live life proud, shining your light on it. Crash. It's like a paperweight fell from the clouds onto my head without a touch of pain. And like a winner's crutch, it's just too much to take. I keep my vices in the closet waiting for a chance to take all that is left of me. And, I need to remember at times... That this head of mine, Well... it's not always screwed on right. I'm not always right. And I know what you promised, I'm completely aware... But I'm asking, Lord, I need to know... I just need to know... What we're here for... Letras de cancionesWhat we're made for... What we breathe for.. What we bleed for... What are we here for? From Letras Mania