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A child of this world |
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Living life without anxiety |
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For we are burning now |
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Our time is fading |
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Molecules replaced and rearranging |
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For we are turning the page backwards |
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Yearning for the dreams of yesterday |
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[chorus]We chase the past at the cost of the present |
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And lose what is here |
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This sentimental dream is our master |
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Nostalgia replacing truth |
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Contort yourself |
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Contort yourself to false infancy |
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For we are burning now |
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You fixate on pipedreams |
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You become a slave to absurdity |
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For we are turning the page backwards |
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Yearning for the dreams of yesterday |
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[chorus] |
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Return to your youth |
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[chorus] |
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Return to your youth |
