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So hello, how is it been? |
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Twentyfive years is still the same |
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Is it's me the night to take me here |
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Run for, holding the door |
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Apparently I missed |
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And risk to fall |
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Nightmare's turned me back |
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Into a little girl |
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Blind me, I fly over some place |
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In those days we used to run in hard |
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Surely sooner clock wakes me up |
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Your nightmare's seen |
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And become the part of this existance |
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It is not too high |
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I can make it |
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Some things better lead our way |
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It is not too high |
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I can make it |
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Wake me |
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The wind falls, into a wave |
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Shadows calling I'm the ache |
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Nightmare's turned me back |
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Into a little girl |
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Stop in the mud |
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try was so clear |
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When suddenly |
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And the body starts |
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To shiver hold me |
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It is not too high |
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I can make it |
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Some things better lead our way |
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It is not too high |
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So if you |
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So if you |
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Hold me |
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It is not too |
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Hold me |
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Hold me down to ground |
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And my body starts |
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To shiver hold me |
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If you lie |
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If you fly |
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If you lie |
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So if you |
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If you |