Anna Nalick - Citadel
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AmI'm sitting on a ciFtadel
AmContemplating life
Making a poFint to waste my time
I'm walking on cClouds of wFhite
What if I faCll?
What if I doFn't?
What if I nFever make it Fhome?
What if I bCleed?
What if I brFeak?
And I fFind that I can't tFake
The cAmity below the Citadel
Holding mFy 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 holFding on to something
It's keeCping me from jumping
I'm Fso afraid to do it aClone
And hoFlding up this fortress
WitCh imaginary forces
LonFging for a life down Cbelow
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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