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I used To be Terrified Of finding peace Never truly Meditating Investigating What I made of Sent my self away Happened to Lose a little faith But it'll be okay Even if it's Just for a day Oooh tonight I promise that I'll be better Than I have Oooh tonight I may even write a letter Repair my other half Oooh tonight I promise that I'll be better Than I have Oooh tonight My pen has become a feather And I swear it's a little lighter To hold A little lighter On my own Two weeks Sent away Beginning to believe In a better fate I used to Panic and berate All the thing That set me straight But to move on From something you create Help you learn more Than staying in one place Correctly Meditate I think that we're All made of each other In some way All made of each other In someeee Way Oooh tonight I promise that I'll be better Than I have Oooh tonight I may even write a letter Repair my other half Oooh tonight I promise that I'll be better Than I have Oooh tonight My pen has become a feather And I swear it's a little lighter To hold A little lighter On my own