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    Oh God, here it comes again
    Here's that memory that's breaks my back
    And when I figured it out, I thought I'd get by
    Here it comes, blacken the Sun
    Bury me alive

    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself

    Turn around, throw it all away
    Turn around until it all breaks down
    To fields of falling angels
    Fields of falling angels

    Best friends, that's what we used to say
    All the time, feels like yesterday
    Remembering when we said goodbye
    Still I doubt I'll ever figure out why

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    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself

    Turn around, throw it all away
    Turn around till it all breaks down
    To the fields of falling angels
    Fields of falling angels
    Fields of falling angels
    Fields of falling angels

    If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
    If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
    If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
    If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow, if

    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself

    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself

    Song details

    Composition: Vinnie, Tim Cross, Joey Mazzola, and Jimmy Paluzzi

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