The soul flew from a great height
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Our clock is fast, but we won't burn bridges
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In the arms of emptiness under one firmament
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Tails are dragging intertwining in the years
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While we breathe, we sin in despair repenting
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I so want to hear, but I do not dare to call
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Encroaching on what is sent from above
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It hurts so much when no one hears you.
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Handwriting like a burst from a machine gun
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Erasing my fangs into blood, I break this fate
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Peroxide and cotton wool, pen, brush, wounds
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It's too late for me to go back, but it's too early for me to go forward.
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Angel, my dear, forgive me
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In my sleep I scream her name Lord give me strength!
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In the throat, a lump in the heart of a groan
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Broken phone in hand.
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much.
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much.
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World of time zones, everyone who knows the same
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On different poles seeing off the train
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They did not believe in tears, they did not believe anyone
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They did not believe their eyes, they crawled, did they fly?
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Dissolving in time with a shaky gait
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In the dust, unfortunately, guiding, bright
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In tatters soul perfection is not delusion
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Barely a soul in the body I hope for rebirth
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Looking for the enemy in the reflection, the movement of numbers
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Really lived, did not regret the meaning
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Burning the body with boiled blood
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The world is now black and white, then black and white.
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Heart to shreds, remember, nowhere to go
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And you play a tune on a broken heart valve
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Worthy, dangerous
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Hello, hello!
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much.
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much.
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much.
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I hold a broken phone in my hand
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Somewhere in the distance, but nothing is forgotten
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Somewhere in orbit, maybe everything will work out.
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There are fires burning and learning from mistakes
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Here the days are melting and everyone will be so tormented
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Hello, hello, I miss you so much. |