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In the night, when you're walking all alone, seeing faces everywhere, |
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Being scared as hell as usual. |
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In the day, when the shadows are away, and the darkness cannot stay, |
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And you try to live as usual. [Bridge:] |
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Is this really what you call reality? |
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Is this really how you think your life should be? |
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Take a look at the sky, when the night turns to day. |
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And the sun is painting the trees. |
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Try to escape, there are one million ways. |
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Fight and win to be free. |
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Can't you see, that my life's just misery? |
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No matter how |
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I try to be, |
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Cause my life goes on as usual. |
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What is life, without happiness within? |
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If there's nothing left to win, |
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Why should |
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I go on as usual? [Bridge:] |
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Is this really what |
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I call a perfect dream? |
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I'm smiling, laughing - not as joyful as it seems? |
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Take a look at the sky, when the night turns to day. |
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And the sun is painting the trees. |
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Try to escape, there are one million ways. |
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Fight and win to be free. [Solo: Vastila / Korsback] [Rep. Chorus] |
