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In the alley at night time, when the mist covers the ground |
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The restless on their promenades are staring at your misery |
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The smile of the beggar, as you try to hide from his greasy eyes |
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The nights are long when you are scared and alone |
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So you take one more deep breath to numb the pain |
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Why should you care when you are lost out in the rain |
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The girl in the mirror is bleeding, you have to live with her scars |
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The smoke is in your eyes, it hides the obvious for a while |
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So you take one more deep breath to numb the pain |
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Why should you care when you are lost out in the rain |
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So you do it once again to ease your sorrow |
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Why should you bother, the pain will not be gone tomorrow |
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When you are lost in your own escape |
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You wish upon another star and the tears starts falling |
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So you do it once again to ease your sorrow |
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Why do you bother, the pain will not be gone tomorrow |
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So comes another dawn with no hope in sight |
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It is much clearer now in the light |
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You stumble and fall back to the ground |
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One last breath in before you go back home |
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This is not a new day |
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This day it will be the same way |
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So you take one more deep breath to numb the pain |
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Why should you care when you are lost out in the rain |
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So you do it once again to ease your sorrow |
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Why should you bother, the pain will not be gone tomorrow |
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So comes another dawn with no hope in sight |
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It is much clearer now in the light |
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You stumble and fall back to the ground |
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One last breath in before you go back home |
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This is not a new day |
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This day it will be the same way |
