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Angra |
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Miscellaneous |
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Time |
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[Matos, Bittencourt] |
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This time I wanna know |
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what life means... |
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...to live it again |
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looking forward, feel the |
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light into my eyes... |
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And now I know, my instincts |
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wasn't wrong, |
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and many things can be made |
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I don't believe now, |
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'Cause I'm dreaming alone |
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Oh, it's hard to find the love |
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that everyone's got, |
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but can't see (yeah) |
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Oh, beyond the flesh and blood |
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there's so much hidden behind |
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there's so much more we've gotta be |
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Sanity brings up the sadness |
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and keeps your illusions locked |
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in a little box |
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Fright comes, you find yourself lonely |
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in a cage of conclusions |
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crownding your mind |
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Love like they're bowing your head, |
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every answer - yes |
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Why do you trust me |
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and scream out your fears, |
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Running over |
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the tears you've contained |
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now cover up your eyes, |
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- Is that good for you? |
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And I will be here when fire burns!... |
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Welcome on board |
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over here is the ship of your life |
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So rotten |
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that stinks like shit |
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I'll be your sweet lullaby |
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all night |
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And if you fall |
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and never wake up... |
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And I'll be here when fire burns |
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(inside your heart) |
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Climb up the hills and mountains, |
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don't forget what you've learned! |
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Life make us feel |
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the time we cannot hold |
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Time make us live |
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a tale already told |
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Time make us heal |
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the feeling inside |
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the feeling inside of our hearts |
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and we steal away... |
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I'll be here when fire burns |
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(inside your heart) |
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Climb up the hills and mountains, |
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don't forget what you've learned! |
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Life make us feel |
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the time we cannot hold |
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Time make us live |
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a tale already told |
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Life make us heal |
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the feeling inside |
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the feeling inside of our hearts |
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and we steal away |
