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I think I got into the situation with the hope of salvation |
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Far from nothing at all I thought it was quite a chance |
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A special circumstance on my way to heal |
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See I feel and for the scenery I need I bleed |
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On my skin, the tears of the evening |
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The rain of the morning, burning |
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At the center of the situation a constant rotation |
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Endless alteration at the center of the situation |
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And there is no salvation the way I see it |
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And see I need it and for the scenery I bleed I feel it |
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On my skin, the tears of the evening |
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The rain of the morning, burning |
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I feel it on my skin, |
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Like tears of the evening morning is burning |
