Anna Nalick - Citadel
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BmI'm sitting on a ciAtadel
BmContemplating life
Making a poAint to waste my time
I'm walking on cDlouds of wAhite
What if I faDll'
What if I doAn't'
What if I nGever make it Ahome'
What if I bDleed'
What if I brAeak'
And I fGind that I can't tAake
The cBmity below the Citadel
Holding mAy own hand'
And I'm breaking on the balcony
Breaking window panes
Killing the pain of broken hearts
I'm walking on clouds
Walking on stars
What if I fall'
What if I don't'
What if I never make it home'
What if I bleed'
What if I break'
And I find that I can't take
The city below the Citadel
Holding my own hand'
I'm holGding on to something
It's keeDping me from jumping
I'm Gso afraid to do it aDlone
And hoGlding up this fortress
WitDh imaginary forces
LonGging for a life down Dbelow
What if I fall'
What if I don't'
What if I never make it home'
What if I bleed'
What if I break'
And I find that I can't take
The city below the Citadel
Holding my own hand'
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