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I'm shrowded in darkness |
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I crouch in wasted years |
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I linger, I can't get through |
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Dazzled between far and near |
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Like the Elegies relate to days beyond recall |
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I linger in many memories |
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And again I stumble through the back door |
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Seeing you, a misty shadow |
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I feel my repression |
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I can't go on |
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And again I am falling backwards |
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Tomorrow, I'll be here again |
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A silent mute of a black desire |
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Tomorrow, I will be here again |
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Tomorrow, I'll be here again |
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Be here again |
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Be here again |
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I am tired of tears and laughter |
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Or what may come hereafter |
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I'm weary of days and hours |
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Desires, dreams and powers |
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Although it makes me weep |
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It's you |
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I wanna keep |
