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We walk along a thin red line |
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Now it's time for us to escape |
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Burn all the bridges that led us to this misery |
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Sense of life is living |
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Time is now |
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And don't forget to keep the balance |
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Between giving and taking |
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Nothing that we have done makes us this sorrowful |
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Than being selfish, than being cold |
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Everything we reach for the bliss and certainty |
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Not being selfish, not being cold |
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We walk along a thin red line |
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Live with open eyes and minds |
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Despite all the things we regret in life |
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More than only breathing |
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Charge our hearts with hope |
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Nothing that we have done makes us this sorrowful |
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Than being selfish, than being cold |
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Everything we reach for the bliss and certainty |
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Not being selfish, not being cold |
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Nothing in this world feels alright |
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Endless days, sleepless nights |
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We're loosing balance |
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Can you feel it? |
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Can we keep it? |
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We are so restless |
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Since we lost our course |
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Nothing in this world feels alright |
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Endless days, sleepless nights |
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The sense of life is living |
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The time is now |
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More than only breathing |
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Charge our hearts with hope |
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The sense of life is living |
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The time is now |
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Nothing that we have done makes us this sorrowful |
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Than being selfish, than being cold |
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Everything we reach for the bliss and certainty |
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Not being selfish, not being cold |