So as you're nearing the end, as you're nearing the grave
Will you look back at your life and finally say
I wish things had been different; what have I become?
Is there a way to undo these things that I've done?
I am broken; I'm empty, I need something more
I am broken; I'm empty
I'm broken; I'm empty
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Enter this winter of my discontent
A season recurring I long to forget
Of promises failing and backs that have turned
A lifetime of scars that were never deserved
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So as you're nearing the end, as you're nearing the grave
Will you look back at your life and finally say
I wish things had been different; what have I become?
Is there a way to undo these things that I've done?
I am broken; I'm empty, I need something more
I am broken; I'm empty
I'm broken; I'm empty
♪
I'll not be forgotten for I'll choose to rise
I'll become more than memory locked in your mind
I will not be your martyr; I won't be a slave
To this world you created, this one you can't tame
I will be something more than what you hoped to be
I will find...