I could be wrong.
I could not take it.
Pain is gone,
but I'm still aching.
It feels so cold
that I'm shaking.
But all along
wasn't mistaken.
(I'll be around)x8
Unto the wild,
colors that fading.
Where I belong
here I am naked.
And though my bones are breaking,
they will go on.
Together we'll make it!
Whoah oh whoah oh
Whoah oh oh
Whoah oh oh
Whoah oh oh whoah
I could be wrong.
I could not take it.
Pain is gone,
but I'm still aching.
And when we fall
to pieces,
we can repair, repair, repair, repair.
I won't tear it down.
I won't life away.
'Cause if we ever make it up
we'll make it out alive.
And I will do it right.
No, I won't give in.
Through the fire underneath your skin
and I'll burn until the pain is gone.
I won't tear it down.
I won't life away.
'Cause if we are ever making up,
we'll make it out alive.
And I will do it right.
No, I won't give in.
Through the fire underneath your skin
and I'll burn until the pain is gone...
unto the wild.
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