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Are you still |
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running scared |
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scrolling fingers |
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through your pretty hair? |
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What's it like |
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to bear a crown |
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and have your powers |
| [00:49.120] |
be absorbed by a friend? |
| [01:14.120] |
The shifting streets |
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below our feet |
| [01:23.120] |
the season's rythms |
| [01:26.490] |
we could dance out every beat |
| [01:32.490] |
with masks of pride |
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and arrogance |
| [01:41.490] |
We scarcely knew |
| [01:44.490] |
what we held in our hands |
| [01:43.120] |
Now you're asking what's to grieve |
| [02:00.000] |
waiting for the golden seal |
| [02:06.490] |
Was it fate,or was it sorrow |
| [02:15.490] |
It's fun you end this lonely wheel |
| [03:01.000] |
clear is skin |
| [03:05.490] |
and nearly sin |
| [03:10.000] |
gathering hours |
| [03:13.120] |
In this game you can't win |
| [03:19.490] |
so ride your shame |
| [03:24.000] |
sleep here still |
| [03:28.490] |
until the eyes of oblivion fell |
