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A cinq heures cinquante-cinq |
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awake with open eyes |
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a drift upon the night |
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and miles away from land |
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five fifty five |
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five fifty five |
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a cinq heures cinquante-cinq |
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ante meridiem |
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too late to end it now |
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too early to start again |
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five fifty five |
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five fifty five |
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soon the morning will arrive |
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can i begin another day |
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whilst this old day is still alive |
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refusing to be put away |
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five fifty five |
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no sleep tonight |
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five fifty five |
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like a beast awaits its faith |
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laid here with time to kill |
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the very dead of night |
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where time and space stand still |
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five fifty five |
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five fifty five |
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a cinq heures cinquante-cinq |
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nothing will ever change |
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on the altar of my thought |
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i sacrifice myself again and again and again |
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five fifty five |
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five fifty five |