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Somebody stands at the very end |
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Dark street |
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In his eyes an edge of despair |
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Tears formed |
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Sky is getting desolated |
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in strike of day |
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When his shaky shoulder |
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Finally gives up to hold a string |
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A wind A wind blows |
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A cold wind crosses his lips |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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When the trouble comes |
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It's hard to get away |
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have to live with it anyway |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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It's just the same |
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as the life of everyday |
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But I like to walk away from me |
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Leaned by the corner of the alley afer |
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Rain falls |
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The street light seems |
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his only friend |
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in a darkness |
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I tried to have a talk to him |
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So I got close to him |
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In his eyes |
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There's somethin' started burning |
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He told me |
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No more release me |
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Here I am not yourself anymore |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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Maybe a little late |
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But I am not afraid |
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I can see my way prepared |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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It might be the same |
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My steps spin around the place |
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Everytime I walk my way |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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I look for myself |
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Who had full of hearted dreams |
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Knew that there is nothig to fear |
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Hey yeah yeah |
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It begins again |
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From the hazy dream |
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used to have |
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And the face |
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I always smiled again |