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Something in the air makes me feel so scared. |
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Winter's on its way again, as we reach the end of another year. |
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Sure I'm still here, but I don't konw where I'm headed. |
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Caught between two thin lines and the future looks unsettling. |
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Regre, threatening my mind, no way of stopping, or taking back the time. |
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This is all we've got. |
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Look at where I am, question where I'm at. |
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How long will I remeain content? |
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What will I do when the moment's spent? |
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Cuz I'm still dreaming, forgetting that I'm aging; |
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death gripped to my youth as I deny that things are changing. |
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No way to change the past. |
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So I'll just let things unfold. |
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The memories will always last, the times we've spent are gold |