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Turning in, what else am |
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I? *Through your game what else |
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I'm doing.* |
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Pondering a world of hope. |
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Watching the flying doves. |
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But, say farewell to faith |
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And tomorrow's dream of life ' |
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Cause merely today is |
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The day that |
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I will die. |
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So don't forget me |
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If we don't make it, ' |
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Cause I'm so scared. |
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Standing naked. |
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Maybe one day |
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I'll figure out |
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What is going on inside. |
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My kind grows so angry. |
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Sometimes feels good to cry. |
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And, can you feel the void between us? |
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I guess I'm the one to blame for this. |
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Maybe one day we'll meet again, |
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Losing our self in the seas. |
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The sea is left. |
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Don't forget me |
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If we don't make it, ' |
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Cause I'm so scared. |
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Standing naked. |
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And I can't feel the pain |
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Of this world and want to |
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Become as wide as |
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The *shy and* forest. |
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Just one last caress |
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Of a Pacific. |
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We can be one tonight |
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Through the pain and the fight. |
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Turning inward 'cause of you. |
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Sometimes the ones we heal * |
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Are piled up* of the rest. |
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Two words unable to mesh. |
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So let your face devour our dead skin |
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Leaving us fresh and free from old sin. |
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Maybe we'll have one last caress |
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Like it will be our last breath, so - |
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Don't forget me |
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If we don't make it, ' |
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Cause I'm so scared. |
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Standing naked. |
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And I can't feel the pain |
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Of this world and want to |
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Become as wide as |
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The *shy and* forest. |
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Just one last caress |
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Of a Pacific. |
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We can be one tonight |
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Through the pain and this fright. |
