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No time for illusion, no time for desire |
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In tears of frustration time's passing by |
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I try to resist all the demons in me |
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But life's not constructed for eternity |
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I feel the night from deep inside, a siren to my head |
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No attitude, no point of view |
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I'm going slightly mad |
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In deepest devotion |
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I creep here and pray |
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To someone in dreamland to make my day |
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A million of voices are calling my name |
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I' m drifting away like a spark of a flame |
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I'm paralized, |
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I'm hypnotized, |
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I'm deaf, |
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I'm dumb and blind |
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A fiction in a dream for every world that |
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I could find |
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Times running out in my mind |
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And I fade to grey |
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Into a room out of time |
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And I fade to grey |
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I sit here in silence without any doubt |
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Reflecting the things |
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I have done |
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Thinking it over what's life all about |
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But heaven on earth |
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I had none |
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I feel the night from deep inside, a siren in my head |
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No attitude, no point of view, |
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I'm going slightly mad. |
