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It happened again - just another day |
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Nothing changes - or gets in the way |
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Don't turn your back - who can you trust? |
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No one cares - it's a scattergram of luck |
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The image taking shape |
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Fears turn into fate |
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Living with the wheels we set in motion |
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Reaping the seeds we sow |
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Fallen angels destined for destruction |
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Clinging to the things which we know |
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One cycle - one big game |
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Always life and death - placing the blame |
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Who can decide - where the wheel stops |
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When nothing changes - it's a scattergram of luck |
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The image taking shape |
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Sadly it's too late |
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Living with the wheels we set in motion |
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Reaping the seeds we sow |
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Fallen angels destined for destruction |
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Clinging to the things which we know |
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Maybe something is just around the corner |
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Since nothing has happened yet |
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Don't follow someone else's vision |
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Making deals and hedging bets |
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Living with the wheels we set in motion |
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Reaping the seeds we sow |
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Fallen angels destined for destruction |
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Clinging to the things which we know |