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Waking up in these confines |
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In my thoughts, I got my ways to hide it all |
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Shadows rise and shadows fall |
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Deep inside I hear them call |
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I believe I'm done before I'm even gone |
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My divine is... sleeping pills and my delusions |
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Strangers we are... |
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And still the same as we'd be in love |
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She'll bring the morning light |
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And pull the curtains wide |
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Invites the burning sun |
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Waking up to realize |
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Standing up to see the life beyond the war |
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If I'm blinded to go right |
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In the end I'm crucified |
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I believe I'm done, before I'm even gone |
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My divine is...sleeping pills and my delusions |
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Strangers we are... |
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But, still the same as we'd be in love |
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In the lunar light |
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She'll pull the curtains tight |
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And stands beside me |
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Strangers we are... |
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And still the same as we'd be in love |
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She'll bring the morning light |
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And pull the curtains wide |
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Invites the burning sun |
