| I still remember well…
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| from that thursday
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| Five rogues around the fire
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| I heard the cry of pain from a man who spoke the truth
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| but nobody cared
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| Pouring out everything he felt on his skin
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| But nobody listened to him
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| He left the mark of the fire he lit to get rid of the cold that kills
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| Unpunished, remarkable, sincere misery never ends there
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| The difficult thing is to deviate from who is always wanting
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| she keeps the door open she makes you an instrument,
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| will dominate you, if it hasn't already
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| I heard the cry of pain from a man who spoke the truth
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| but nobody cared
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| Pouring out everything he felt on his skin
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| But nobody listened to him
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| Left the mark of the fire that he lit to get rid of the cold that kills
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| Unpunished, remarkable, sincere misery never ends there
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you
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| It seemed harmless but it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you, it dominated you |