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Come find me, I'm hiding in the deepest night, |
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Far away from the riddle of time. |
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Come down here in twilight we can reunite, |
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Sharing hopes of a wonderful life. |
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You see me, you see me through your own disguise, |
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Even blind still had you in sight. |
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Dependent, addicted to your judging eyes, |
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Cure my wounds and I'll stay by your side. |
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So align with all the dreamers while we fight for our lives. |
| [01:14.910] |
It is hard to find a reason when you're heading for demise. |
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We descend into deception and deny our given time, |
| [01:25.454] |
Still, we tremble when we're breathing. |
| [01:29.581] |
As we reach for the sun, we are burning our tongue. |
| [01:36.495] |
Drift in the sky with the clouds. |
| [01:40.173] |
At end of the line, on the edge of a knife, |
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Diving into the divine. |
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Icon shines, offering its soul to darkness, |
| [02:03.238] |
Falling down, heading for a life in torment. |
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This time dear, this time I know we'll do it right, |
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Dance evading the menacing scythe. |
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Fall deeper and deeper in our precious lie, |
| [02:37.984] |
Death is us together at last. |
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Walking away, |
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From the home that we once shared. |
| [03:16.924] |
Still I know that we are |
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Undivided. |
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Passing the days, |
| [03:38.277] |
All their words turned into blame. |
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Who we are is denied, |
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Uninvited. |
| [04:21.550] |
So align with all the dreamers while we fight for our lives. |
| [04:27.030] |
It is hard to find a reason when you're heading for demise. |
| [04:32.310] |
We descend into deception and deny our given time. |
| [04:37.698] |
Still we tremble when we're breathing. |
| [04:41.717] |
As we reach for the sun, we are burning our tongue. |
| [04:48.467] |
Drift in the sky with the clouds. |
| [04:52.094] |
At end of the line, on the edge of a knife, |
| [04:59.326] |
Diving into the divine. |
| [05:04.574] |
Icon shines, offering its soul to darkness, |
| [05:15.238] |
Falling down, heading for a life in torment. |
