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You look to your skin and your veins front the mirror |
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And you always think to a reason for stay |
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But it seems you can't find that... |
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Whispers are playing their games inside you and your mind |
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Everywhere and every time...do you need something to fly? |
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you try to make your own way and keep ears and shut your eyes |
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But all things will return until you fall in sleep |
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How can I see the colors and beauties |
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Under this gray sky without any dreams |
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Tell me the meaning of our destiny |
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Time is running out empty from our wish |
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Watch the dying leaves of autumnal trees |
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Their weak bodies is a sign for you and me |
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Who can show you the truth behind the insane? |
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'till the truth has not exist when you seek |
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I have a question... |
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I have only a question from my mother and my father... |
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Why you brought me to this life? |
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To see the pains? |
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To see the wars? |
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Or to see so many derelict children alone in this truculent world? |
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Show me a peaceful place...show me... |
