| Now, I feel like I might went too far into my head
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| To somewhere I have never been before
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| Now, jumping to somewhere unknown
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| It’s like jumping off the train
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| Like the one in my head all the time
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| I’m going through the entrance gate and
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| Stairways to the platform of my life
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| I feel like I just got the stage of my life
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| At the very moment, the sliding door of the train of life tells the truth,
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| I was still standing at the platform
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| The thing like this or that
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| The thing like these or those
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| It’s all in my mundane life
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| Oh, don’t think you can’t be help as you think you don’t know what the hell is
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| going on
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| Maybe you won’t feel anything if you grab it
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| Maybe because you don’t know what is going on. |
| Something you don’t understand
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| the thing of you do not really understand
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| You know you can actually make it to that slightly bending feeling
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| The bending feeling of the train rails
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| I saw it from my platform
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| Where I am standing on once again now
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| I was taken by the train called life |