| The rain soaks my apparels
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| The wind blow continuously, it’s cold
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| A shelter is not visible
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| Protection seems to be out of reach
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| The severest way I had to go
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| The longest way I had to fall
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| Now all the ties are torn apart
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| I thought this is the end…
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| The moonlight is fragile
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| Like the coat of glass all around you
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| I often injured myself
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| The scars can not heal anymore
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| How often I collapsed when I desperately waited for a sign
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| All you ought to do was to free myself from my suffering and pain
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| Hopelessly I wander about in town
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| The scenes repeat time after time
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| I’m standing alone on the negative of the photograph of my life
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| Why is it only the worst I can feel?
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| Why can’t I laugh and be glad, just like all of these fools?
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| The severest way I had to go
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| The longest way I had to fall
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| Now all the ties are torn apart
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| I thought this is the end…
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| The wind devastates all my thoughts — he can’t blow them away
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| My eyelids are swollen, but what do I expect to see?
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| How often I collapsed when I desperately waited for a sign
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| All you ought to do was to free myself from my suffering and my pain
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| Hopelessly I wander about in town
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| The scenes repeat time after time
|
| I’m standing alone on the negative of the photograph of my life
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| How often I collapsed when I desperately waited for a sign
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| All you ought to do was to free myself from my suffering and my pain
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| Hopelessly I wander about in town
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| The scenes repeat time after time
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| I’m standing alone on the negative of the photograph of my life
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| How often I collapsed when I desperately waited for a sign
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| All you ought to do was to free myself from my suffering and pain |