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Well like a descendant, |
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I drifted far, far and wide |
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Isolation, separation, nowhere to hide |
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Maybe there's somewhere |
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I can goWhere there's sunshine and the wind won't blow |
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Nothingness, all |
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I have to feel is my loneliness |
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Nothing in the attic except an empty chest |
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And nothing lasts forever |
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Although there are many, |
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I look for no one, no one but me |
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I search for things that are taking me high and far out of reach |
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But this is the place |
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I call my home |
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I live with the lies and the fear all alone |
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Nothingness, all |
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I have to feel is my loneliness |
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Nothing in the attic except an empty chest |
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And nothing lasts forever |
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Nothingness, all |
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I have to feel is my loneliness |
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Nothing in the attic except an empty chest |
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And nothing lasts forever |
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Nothingness |
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Loneliness |
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Empty chest |
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And nothing lasts forever |
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Nothing lasts forever |
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Nothing lasts forever |
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Nothing lasts forever |
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Nothing lasts forever |
