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Arms around each other, fate falling in the distance |
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Eyes with the look of yesterday |
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Weakest in the gang, likes to feel alone |
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No love in your tender bones |
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And I sing to myself, my civil wars within |
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The victories and failures, I daily lose and win |
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Money it just finds, a new way to disguise |
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Freedom you don't own anymore |
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Divine youth is lying in a battered and a bruised skin |
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I wear but don't recognise |
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I sing to myself, my civil wars within |
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The victories and failures, I daily lose and win |
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The kids are growing old in a digital haze |
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Is it evolution in the virtual age |
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And I sing to myself, my civil wars within |
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The victories and failures, I daily lose and win |
