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I travelled across the edges of my soul, add it |
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doesn't seem any better when I cross the border |
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The world falls to piece but every Sunset is |
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the rebirth of a new experience. |
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I often felt this sorrow, I often stand alone, |
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dipping and diving to see the bottom but where are the |
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lines that divine... |
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Confidential sins have already taken my so called |
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freedom and every choice I made framed my so called future. |
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I'm no longer care about the way I gone, burning |
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like a fire to smother in the end, wasting time |
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while I'm expecting death. |
