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Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back before demons took control of my head
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy who would reach for the stars
( )
You can take my home
You can take my clothes
You can take the drugs I have that nobody knows
you can take my watch
You can take my phone
You can take all I've got 'til I'm skin and bone
I don't want control
I can dig my own hole
I can make my bed and I can lie in it cold
'Cause I dont need heat I've been burning in hell
But now I'm back with my own story to tell
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back before demons took control of my head
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the stars
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back from the tears that were so easily shed
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the star
Oh he would reach for the stars
<u>Gm</u>
They don't like my lies
They don't like my songs
Except in karaoke when they're sing along
Did you see they build me up?
Watch me tears myself down
With a smile on my face
I dug my grave in the ground
We all make mistakes
We're so quick to judge
It's hard to forgive when we hold onto a grudge
So turn down the heat I've been burnin' in hell
But now I'm back with my own story to tell
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back from the tears that were so easily shed
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the star
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back from the tears that were so easily shed
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the star
Oh he would reach for the stars
<u>Gm</u>
I don't want control
I can dig my own hole
I can make my bed and I can lie in it cold
'Cause I dont need heat I've been burning in hell
But now I'm back with my own story to tell
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back from the tears that were so easily shed
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the star
Back from the edge
Back from the dead
Back from the tears that were so easily shed
Back to the start
Back to my heart
Back to the boy
Who would reach for the star
Oh he would reach for the stars
(supprime les barrés)