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Letra de To Whom It May Concern, Underoath
So hold your head up high and know
its not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path
before you pack your things and head home
At the end of the road youll find what youve been longing for
I know cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home
Its time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your sights to North and press on
This is not your escape
Wash away what they thought of you
Because in this place, were all as good as dead
end cycle
Behind the mask youll find yourself alone
It's not the end of road for you