Stand Tall

Say what you say I just sail away
She can’t stand me but I miss her face
I feel like drowning but the tides too low
And now I’m waiting for the undertow
So I

Stand tall it gets a little better
I see the wall that we can break down together
Stand strong it gets a little better now
We can break it down, we can break it
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