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Just like this once |
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when I was just like a door |
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open to anything |
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open to restless nights. |
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It feels the same |
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like i'm burning for the flame, |
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the fire in the night, |
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I burn for it despite the journey, |
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I believe, that leads to bottomless seas. |
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And the hard ground, |
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the barren and frozen ground, |
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it seems so hard to cross it |
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cause I'm walking backwards. |
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But this journey, I believe, |
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will lead to bottomless seas. |
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Rolling in the twilight for all time |
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that swallows every fire. |
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The fire that grows. |
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Don't calm me down |
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my head is starting to pound. |
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Please don't change anything. |
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I am still waking up |
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to these old sounds, |
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the same kind that drove me out |
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are leading me back. |
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Now I've been walking in circles. |
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But this journey, I believe, |
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will lead me to bottomless seas. |
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Rolling in the twilight for all time |
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that swallows every fire. |
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The fire that grows. |
