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Searching my soul for the cure |
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To heal the wounds of earth |
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But who am I to tell them what to do |
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So I'm sailing around with my head on the ground |
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Searching for the cure |
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As the world moves on |
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Where's the switch in my mind |
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For the answers I can't find |
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To find and reest the bad of misery |
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And wish that there's a light that would end up my fight |
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I'm running out of timw |
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As the world moves on |
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So I keep searching my soul |
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To heal the wounds of Earth |
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But who am I to tell them what say |
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No help, no solution for my contribution |
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It's driving me insane |
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As the world moves on |
