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I am longing for the day when my spirit comes back again |
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In this moments when |
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I'm down I just have to shake these thougts out |
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Friends deep within me let's save our brain |
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Let me see mistakes, |
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I want to be back again |
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Lightning comes to write my course of life |
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Beginning in early times |
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Recollections flow through my hand |
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What flies suppressed in my self-confidence |
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Friend deep within me let's save our brain |
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Let me see mistakes, |
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I want to be back again |
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Friend deep within me let's save our brain |
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Roots in my childhood try to explain |
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What is wrong in the scenes of the mirror |
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We can never save its fall even with fast claws |
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What is wrong in the scenes of the mirror |
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No one every saves its fall even with fastest claws |
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Dear me, let the words out of me, as true as they can |
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All ropes that |
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I've made for me get burnt try my friend |
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Bright sound into my fears when |
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I hear you with the keys to our frankness, what a good mood |
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Bright sound into my fears when |
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I hear you and we use this fancy tools for mind-hope |
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Dear me, let the words out of me, as true as they can |
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We dance 'round the fire, only me and my friend |
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All ropes that |
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I've made for me get burnt by my friend |
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We dance 'round the fire, we're back again |
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Never let it end, never lose my hand |
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We dance 'round the fire, yes we're back again! |
