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Isolation onward bound |
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I turn to see the northern lights |
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Behind the wing |
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Horizon turns to black |
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Me and my window |
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Afraid |
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Dark clouds surrounding me |
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Horrible awakening |
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What did I see |
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Horizon turns black |
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I'm on my window |
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It's all so real |
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Schizophrenia is crawling near |
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Soldiers marching |
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Through the streets |
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Another victim is all they need |
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Feeling..... |
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I never left my room |
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Since Jan Pallach is dead |
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He burnt himself to death |
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A kind of his protest |
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Against the soviet troops |
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March into the land |
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Sorry man I was not there |
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To give you my hand |
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He could not live no more |
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'Cause freedom means war |
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I myself prefer to..... |
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In between four walls |
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I feel so insecure |
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I feel so afraid |
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I wish I could live |
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In a world of PSYCHO II |
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Where everything is real |
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And all is so untrue |
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Soldiers are dying in the streets |
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The blood is all I need |
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Feeling..... |
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Should I leave my room |
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Should I try to kill a cop |
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Or should I burn myself to death |
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I better do it not |
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In between four walls |
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I feel so insecure |
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I feel so..... |
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Afraid |
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Obey |
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Afraid |