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[ti:This is Real] |
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[ar:Monocular] |
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[al:Pine Trees] |
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The sound |
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Calls me in |
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The smell of |
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A burning horizon |
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Too soon to die |
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Too late to change a thing |
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This is real |
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This is what shapes me |
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I'm like clay in the hands of memory |
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This is real |
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This is what shapes me |
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I'm like clay in the hands of memory |
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The plans have failed |
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A second chance going to waste |
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This is not a game again |
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The die is cast |
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And we lost everything |
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This is real |
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This is what shapes me |
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I'm like clay in the hands of memory |
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This is real |
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This is what shapes me |
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I'm like clay in the hands of memory |
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He said to me |
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Life is like a silver lining |
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A silver lining |
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This is real |
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This is what shapes me |
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I'm like clay in the hands of memory |
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This is real |
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Nothing will save me |
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Washed away |
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Eaten by the sea |