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One by one we drift away |
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Side by side we suffocate |
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Eye to eye we loose our faith |
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Step by step we enslave the hate |
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Will you ever find a way? |
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In circles we walk, in circles we talk |
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Will you ever fall from grace? |
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And generate the echoes in your mind |
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All those broken dreams I've seen |
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All our ways and views were wrong |
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Sleeping deep down left behind |
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Intuition's running up your spine |
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All the mysteries drift away |
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Like in ancient prophecies |
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In this world you've done me wrong |
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For all the fears you came from |
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But no one understands you ways |
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Of your ancient prophecies |
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What disappears like a steam |
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Slips through my fingers and passes me by |
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There's nothin' close to what we have done |
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Whenever we hit the ground |
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All the memories we're caught in |
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Way deeper than before |
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All those broken dreams I've seen |
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When all the walls are closin' in |
