Do we have any survivors?
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Innocent corpses are hidden in this chest
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We looked around everyone is right
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Let this street be ours, let this street be ours
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Tatava is forbidden, you think we are tired
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Relax, lie down, we have a problem.
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Go to him (go to him), go don't ask (go don't ask)
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Life loves this trip
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I got my oath, I ain't got no straitjacket
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We loaded it into syllables, bro, a ton of trouble, trouble
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There is no different tone
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Our fight didn't run away, it's the same
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Our mirror is also our
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We didn't open the curtains, dark room, as if
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Are you afraid or get up from me
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If there is life, one of his three hundred page books
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Which closed door is this, this
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Remember the unopened past, stop, stop
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Tell me what date
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Forgotten, forgotten
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Which closed door is this, this
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Remember the unopened past, stop, stop
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Tell me what date
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Forgotten, forgotten
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What does my soul trust?
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I take it off and hold it with my hand
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ambush at every step
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When did I sleep; |
then peace stuck to me
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A long way to walk
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When you leave, you do not return and the end is not visible
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Creator does not die
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But there is no joking death (no, no, no)
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You talked with endless journeys, in fact, the subject is the sentence that spilled from your tongue.
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goal consists of result
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This will wash and destroy you man, how far?
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Your truth is caught in a lie
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The pain of this inextricable situation pours into your cigarette
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You on one side and me on the other, all three of us together
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Our eyes longing for the sky
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Streamers hanging from the neck
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Watching this city from above
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Your hate turns into a monster
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You can't escape, if you want to crawl on your knees, money comes out of the pocket of the shroud
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Live for it, die for it
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On the edge of the abyss floundering in the shit
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Just dream from the top to the ground, all the words involuntarily turn into each other
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Does the wheel spin like this?
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When my nightmares really come
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a hell where i want to wake up
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In the shadow of pure darkness
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Which closed door is this, this
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Remember the unopened past, stop, stop
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Tell me what date
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Forgotten, forgotten
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Which closed door is this, this
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Remember the unopened past, stop, stop
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Tell me what date
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Forgotten, forgotten
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After all, they were the ones who left.
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You shrugged from loneliness
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You were so noble in the old days
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Don't be sad, the sun will rise again
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You drank the black milk of your day at night
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you wanted to be immortal
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Your mind is aging like wine
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Fear remained at the bottom of the glass
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Doesn't it pass now? |
(no)
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Only fear remained inside
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While I intend to compete with the angels
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You owe the devil inside
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Endless now this deprivation
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It paints your luck going backwards
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Always remember your mortality
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Regret is not subject to this world at all
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Decide which door to open
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All without darkness
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That light that wobbles on your face
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You are always in the middle of winter
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Think about it, loyalty is your greatest test
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So your wounded beliefs
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Don't think you've lost your mind
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you're just on the wrong side
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All gains end one day
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Like money, like love, like friends
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Your nose is rubbing
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Like all the arms that can't meet
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Like different lurking roads
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Your body falls, they disappear
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Like dying in the daylight
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It's like the day ends and you go back to your essence. |