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Burning papers into ashes |
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what a season |
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how they fly high from the ground ohhh |
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there is yet another fountain flowing over |
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as the night falls, keep dreaming away |
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if you hold on to that past |
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don't you lock yourself inside |
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Nothing has been done before |
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It's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear |
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Mess it up, Time is up |
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Hold your memory for a moment |
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With a blind hand |
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Write some stories for tomorrow |
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From the bottom of amnesia |
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Find instructions to salvation |
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to oblivion supreme |
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Don't be tempted to look back |
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- It has all happened before |
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Someday miraculous spread will forgive |
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every cowardly thing that you've done.That I've done. |
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Dust it off. |
