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Listen folks: |
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Nothing in this world worth having comes easy at all, |
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For every decision that comes to our mind, we pay the price. |
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What hereafter will wait for us, only the ocean knows, |
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but you can be everything but certain, |
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I paid the price for every word I dropped. |
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Needless to say, my constant fear of separation, |
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is actually not disappearing, |
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Still the same reason why I’m depraved of sleep, |
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I’m losing friends and above all: I’m losing confidence! |
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“Forever and a day”, in this case no second abandon, |
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just pure resolution and our final decision, |
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in this relation, we never thought to repent. |
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I can still hear you admonishing me, |
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but slowing down is not an option. |
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I can still feel the rhythm and my heart is still beating, |
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so your presence is no gift, but a curse! |
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You all once meant the world to me, who knows, |
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maybe we’ll meet again at my funeral. |
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Don’t get me wrong, this is no reckoning to the life we’ve lived, |
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but the only thing we share today, is our past. |
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Let me back in! |
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Bleeding hands grab for the last tread, |
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I exchanged all confidence to self-elected suspense, |
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Sometimes I suffer from this life hour for hour, |
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but apart from this circumstance, |
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my voice gets stronger with every minute that falls. |
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Did you ever, ever bleed for something? |
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Maybe these streets would be an easier way to go, |
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without these turns, just going straight. |
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but we can’t choose their course, |
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cause this is how we built those. |
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I walked a thousand miles to escape these barren landscapes, but they are still here. |
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They haunt me like shadows, cause this endless melancholy is my oldest fear. |
