| I got wise, why pretend
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| That my season will come again?
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| I open my mind just to find I’m all alone
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| I try my hand when I can
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| It’s never easy to understand
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| I spit my lies to see if they fly, call it what you will
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| This is the era of an end
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| No time to comprehend the secrets that they’re keeping
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| It’s all the same, and who’s to say
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| A difference can rise today
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| If passion dies it magnifies the age of drone
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| The Earth still spins, the end begins
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| The grudges will not forgive
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| You open your mind just to find you’re all alone
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| This is the era of an end
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| No time to comprehend the secrets that they’re keeping |