Above the earth, under the sky
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Who knows where, how, how old are you?
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Someone is reading a fairy tale from the scoop of his ears
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I'm afraid you still think it was a fairy tale
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I hope great loneliness still has not hit its shores
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I hope great loneliness still has not hit its shores
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In the dead of morning, at the bottom of the bottles
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Who knows in which shell the one that does not pass will hurt.
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Someone is telling a lie through the curtain of your eyes
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I'm afraid you're still tears in that lie
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I hope great loneliness still has not hit its shores
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I hope great loneliness still has not hit its shores
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My feeling is far from standard
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I've got dangerous plans in my dark mind
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They don't believe, the most stupid plan you've ever heard in my life
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The most realistic lie that looks deep into my eyes is to walk away
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Compromise with yourself about something for the first time
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Maybe realizing that you should give up
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All the pictures I've drawn in my mind are gone
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Forget what you know about me
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Makes my mind go crazy, confuses the lines
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Maybe that's why I'm so stupidly involved in these things
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The purity of my soul makes me waste my last
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Take the pillow with me, not under my head
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Devil's games confuse my mind
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You see that this time the dark back of the curtain
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Even when my fictions are counting sheep in my mind
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Having won with unhealthy thoughts
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In fact, I always chose easy until today.
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Choosing easy is sweet as strawberries for me
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When a movie ends, I'm left in the four walls
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Nobody chooses to understand anyway, I didn't understand either
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I hope great loneliness still has not hit its shores
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The day doesn't set, it doesn't get dark
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I hope the great loneliness hasn't hit yet, hasn't hit its shores yet
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It doesn't get dark, the day doesn't set for tomorrow
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No day for tomorrow
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shores
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The day doesn't set, it doesn't get dark
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It doesn't get dark, the day doesn't set for tomorrow |