| The sun goes down as the day surrenders to the night
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| The last few minutes with you before I lose my mind
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| And then I just flew away, piece by piece and cell by cell
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| Fading like fairy tales, we don’t need Heaven, just no Hell
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| I’m moving slowly, I might be heading in the wrong direction
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| I might be throwing all these stones at my own reflection
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| Am I standing still?
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| Or is the rest of the world flying by?
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| Am I standing still?
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| Why do things never happen how I think they, think they will?
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| Becoming strangers in the blink of an eye
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| No redemption, no more words to make things right
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| Everything has gone astray and falling into nothing piece by piece
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| Any sacrifice we made cannot change our bitter faith
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| We move slowly, we advance into alienation
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| It seems we’re holding the corpse of our own creation
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| Am I standing still?
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| Or is the rest of the world flying by?
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| Am I standing still?
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| Why do things never happen how I think they, think they will?
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| Don’t look back, don’t look down
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| We fall together with no regrets now
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| Don’t look back, don’t look down
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| We jump together, we fall together
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| Am I standing still?
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| Or is the rest of the world flying by?
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| Am I standing still? |
| (Standing still)
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| Why do things never happen how I think they, think they will? |