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Pushed into the center |
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All sides closing in |
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Caught without an answer |
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As the floodlights sear my skin |
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And all bridges home |
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Lie buried below |
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The ruins of the past |
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If I could have known |
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How far this would go |
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I could have made it back, but |
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Time never stops |
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To let us find what we have lost |
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No remorse for our despair |
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Time doesn't care |
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Pulled into the spotlight |
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All lines moving in |
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Lost against the backlight |
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The inferno burns my skin |
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And all bridges home |
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Lie buried below |
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The ruins of the past |
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If I could have known |
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How far this would go |
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I could have made it back, but |
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Time never stops |
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To let us find what we have lost |
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No remorse for our despair |
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Time doesn't care |
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Time never stops |
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To let us find what we have lost |
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No remorse for our despair |
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Time doesn't |
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Time never stops |
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To let us find what we have lost |
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No remorse for our despair |
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Time doesn't care |
