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With intend to die |
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I move onto the roof |
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I await this fall bringing peace after all |
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I will cross the border, set my life out of order |
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Dissatisfied from the superficial frame of mind |
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A magical attraction disperses fear of height |
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In sudden ecstasy gravity embraces me |
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Shadows cross my mind, my inner eyes are blind |
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Now I try to cry, laughing while |
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I fly Avalanches of incredible presentiments |
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Break walls where |
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I left all reason behind |
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I am like a bird flying south in winter |
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But for me it is never to return |
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I will stop brooding, no remorse at all |
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Finally time for self deception is past |
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I enjoy this marvelous trip of my body |
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My spirit flies to an unknown destiny |
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In the air suspended |
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I look at what's below |
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Deadly frightened eyes staring into mine |
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If there is an entry to a new dimension |
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Can I make any move or am |
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I just a toy? |
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Was it intention or who threw the dice? |
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All I really getting to the bottom of life? |
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After day will be night, after dark shall be light |
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Who says that those axioms will ever be right? |
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Can you tell me where's the place of conception? |
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Can you tell me where's the place of death? |
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Who decides what, who, how we will be? |
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Is there anywhere an ultimate goodbye? |
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I lift my face, seize the expanse of the sky |
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Welcome to this journey, destination's free |
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For a moment it seems |
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I could fly forever |
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But now I feel how the impact broke my spine |
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I am like a bird flying south in winter |
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But for me it is never to return |
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If there is an entry to a new dimension |
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Can I make any move of am |
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I just a toy? |
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Was it intention or who threw the dice? |
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Am I really getting to the bottom of life? |
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After day will be night, after dark shall be light |
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Who says that those axioms will ever be right? |
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Can you tell me where's the place of conception? |
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Can you tell me where's the place of death? |
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Who decides what, who, how we will be? |
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Is there anywhere an ultimate goodbye? |
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Can you tell me how to get to heaven? |
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Can you tell me how to get to hell? |
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I wanna tell you but my voice grows silent |
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Maybe when you die you will know it too |
