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I'm freezing |
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Them I'm letting go |
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You only hear the silent snow |
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Running from it; am I getting weak? |
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What are friends for (?) |
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I only remember: |
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Jacketless in icecold december |
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In a dream, but wide awake |
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Now I know my own mistakes |
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Yeah, from without to withing |
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Now I live with everything |
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Blame another, but the shame is in your mind |
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For what is lost and hard to find |
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The door is closed, to light and truth |
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What are friends for (?) |
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Yeah, I remember: |
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Jacketless in icecold december |
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In a dream... |
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I see now a world of fear through at mist of tears |
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I've been in a very bad mood, as if I knew |
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You always end up empty so full of yourself |
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I can safely say now, even oldest of tricks that exist: |
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That you can still disappoint a pessimist! |
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Yeah, in a dream... |