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Once she loved a boy. But he did not love her. |
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His name was Jun. Disillusioned she tried to forget. |
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So she left everything & traveled to the other side of the world. |
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But life was like a dream. |
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A series of meaningless movement. |
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And then by chance she met you & your brother. |
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The moment she saw you. |
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She knew you were made for her. |
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You're never out of her thoughts. She sees only you. |
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If it was yesterday he'd felt free just like her |
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He could have been with her |
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But today can't be anymore |
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Tomorrow maybe yes. But today he is not there. |
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I heard someone say |
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That mind keeps wondering from desire to contempt |
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From contempt to desire |
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Never ever feeling bored. Cause we think we are free. |
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I think it's so pathetic. Don't you ? |
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Were you listening to me. No not even one word. |
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I heard someone say that mind keeps wondering |
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Life is like a dream. A series of meaningless movement. |
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I heard someone say |
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Let's go to the other world |
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Because we think we are free. A series of meaningful |
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La la la |
