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Wandering through the nations |
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I get this weird hallucination... |
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That I'm alright? |
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Detaching from the patience... |
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This is my lack of concentration! |
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The Cycle of Zero... |
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There is... |
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No other place to go... |
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This is... |
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The Cycle of Zero... |
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My way... |
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No other place to go - and I feel fine! |
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Searching all the places |
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I place myself before them all! |
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And that's so sweet. |
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Retarded from the patience |
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This is my triumph of concentrations. |
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I'm a trophy of gods. |
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Then one day I stare, I stare at the sun... |
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And there is no-one to see that I'm gone. |
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One day I gaze, I gaze at the moon... |
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And there is no one to judge what I've done. |
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I found this before you... |
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I found this before you... |
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Detaching from the patience |
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This is my lack of concentration. |
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And I feel fine! |
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Wandering through the nations |
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I place myself above them all. |
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I'm on my way. |
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Then one day I stare, I stare at the sun |
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And there is no-one to see that I'm gone. |
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One day I gaze, I gaze at the moon |
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And there is no one to judge what I've done. |
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I found this before you... |
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I found this before you... |