| When I turn my eyes up, staring at the sky
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| All I get is something dark, I feel paranoid
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| Searching for something good to see
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| Searching for something that could make me change…
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| Now all the clouds are getting over me
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| The last rays of light start to fade away…
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| This total eclipse of my heart will
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| Make me become what I never meant to be…
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| When I turn my eyes up, staring at the sky
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| All I get is something dark that I can’t avoid…
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| IF THE SUN GET’S BLACK, THE SKY GET’S BLACK
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| HERE COMES THE BLACKENED DAY
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| AND IT’S DARKER MORE THAN MIDNIGHT HOUR…
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| IF THE SUN GOES DOWN, THE SKY FALLS DOWN
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| HERE COMES THE BLACKENED DAY
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| AND IT’S DARKER MORE THAN MIDNIGHT HOUR…
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| When I look around me, dead trees and dead land
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| Who could ever help me, fix my perfect plan?
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| Searching for good new air to breathe
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| Searching for something good to make me see… again
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| When I turn my eyes up, staring at the sky
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| All I get is something dark that I can’t avoid…
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| IF THE SUN GET’S BLACK, THE SKY GET’S BLACK
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| HERE COMES THE BLACKENED DAY
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| AND IT’S DARKER MORE THAN MIDNIGHT HOUR…
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| IF THE SUN GOES DOWN, THE SKY FALLS DOWN
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| HERE COMES THE BLACKENED DAY
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| AND IT’S DARKER MORE THAN MIDNIGHT HOUR… |