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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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Welcome friends |
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To seconds lost, and to starts that won't begin |
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To twisted eyes that see inside |
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Rules that always bend |
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A simple task, a see-through mask |
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That questions where and why |
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We shared our skin to occupy, and keep our piece of mind |
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Bring only what you need to survive |
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They burn an image from lines on my face |
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They stole it from the pages that kept my place |
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I stand on the outside, would die to get in |
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I crawl inside just to begin again |
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It's so unfair |
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This broken smile that keeps us all aware |
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Of wishful thoughts, and scenes we lost |
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And times we'll never share |
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I'll ask you now to show me how |
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To fill the circle in |
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What tells us all? |
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There is no fall, and the story never ends |
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Bring only what you need to survive |
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They burn an image from lines on my face |
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They stole it from the pages that kept my place |
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I stand on the outside, would die to get in |
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I crawl inside just to begin again |
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They never loved |
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They never cared |
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I wished you'd understand |
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I'm already dead |
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What would you be |
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Why would you die |
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How could you lie |
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Take something from me |
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(they burn an image) |
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They took it from me |
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(they burn an image) |
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They took it from me |
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(image) |
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They stole it from me |
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Image |
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Image |
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They burn an image from lines on my face |
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They stole it from the pages that kept my place |
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I stand on the outside, would die to get in |
| [03:13.41] |
I crawl inside just to begin again |
| [03:17.48] |
They burn an image from lines on my face |
| [03:21.17] |
They stole it from the pages that kept my place |
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I stand on the outside, would die to get in |
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I crawl inside just to begin again |
