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So you've come to the end of nothing |
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Sittin', satrin', bleedin', blind |
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Dust is covering your eyes |
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And your sun is going down |
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Black-thin line through all the years |
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Makes you feel like a men who wants to believe |
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In our dreams we've chased the sun & paid the price |
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There's no place left for us in poised paradise |
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Tryin'to find what takes your breath |
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Without fear only we can fly |
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If you hold your promise before i die |
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And world- your world is closed inside |
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Your dust filled my veins |
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We're shamans on our own graves |
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When blue tears are falling |
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We all be running out of flames |
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My tired eyes must learn to stare |
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And the dark cold rain brings me back for life again |
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When the blue tears are falling |
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We all be burning out of flames |
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Tryin'to find what takes your breath |
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Without fear only we can fly |
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If you hold your promise before i die |
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And world- your world is closed inside |
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Tryin'.............. |
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Tryin'.............. |
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Tryin'.............. |
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So, you've come... |