| There ain’t no oxygen for me, no more left to breathe
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| No second chances only dreams, no overtime to play
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| Since that day has come, there is something in my body
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| That is growing like a fire inside
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| Since that day has come, there is something that’s stressing
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| My resistance to swim against the tide
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| Faithless, the more things change
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| The more I’m faithless, a solution needs to be found
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| A solution for my weakness
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| A blindfolded walk on through bridges of sand
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| A spark in the darkness of this wasteland…
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| Walking on bridges of sand
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| Falling into nowhere
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| Walking on bridges of sand
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| Falling into nowhere
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| Faithless, the more things change
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| The more I’m faithless, a solution needs to be found
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| A solution for my weakness
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| A blindfolded walk on through bridges of sand
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| A spark in the darkness of this wasteland…
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| Walking on bridges of sand
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| Falling into nowhere
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| Walking on bridges of sand
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| Falling into nowhere |