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Conformity, the agony of freedom. |
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An epidemic eats our worlds. |
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I know your eyes will be to weak to see the way to walk. |
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Not able to live the single moment. |
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Your skin is far to cold to feel a kiss. |
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Feeling numb to all this suffering. |
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Where is the place we use to hide? |
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Will it be enough to tell you about the freedom you could have. |
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About the stars, the green, the happiness, about the soulless slaves you're following. |
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Will this be wnough to overcome the mechanism, that keeps you away from our hands they will never suffocate this fire. |
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They will never extinguish my flame. |
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I won't let you fall from my hands. |
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I'll fight until the end, |
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I promise. |
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It burns within! |
