| So many questions left, but still not so much time
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| Seconds are morphed to years, to dust I’m swirling from the crust
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| I can’t ignore the sign, this time I’ll break the line
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| I’m heading for a turn, just realize it makes me burn
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| So many thoughts run through my mind disconnected controls
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| It makes me burn
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| Realize the words of no return disconnected from this world
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| I’m heading for a turn
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| A sudden touch engulfs, disturbs
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| A cold flame revealed to me
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| I am desperate, hear my call
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| Cause I am falling into your wicked game
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| Surface tramples on me
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| So many questions left, but still not so much time
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| I will break the line
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| Seconds are morphed to years, to dust I’m swirling from the crust
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| I can’t ignore your sign
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| A sudden touch engulfs, disturbs
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| A cold flame revealed to me
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| I am desperate, hear my call
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| Cause I am falling into your wicked game
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| Surface tramples on me
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| Shining, glowing, dies
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| It’s quiet, once more I stand on the edge
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| Rewinding, trying to never let go
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| Falling into your wicked game
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| Surface tramples on me
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| Shining, glowing, dies
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| Falling into your wicked game
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| Surface tramples on me
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| Shining, glowing, dies |