| I’m trapped in an hourglass
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| Hands pressed on the walls
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| I’ve got sand filling to the neck
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| How much longer can I fall?
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| Every grain is another day
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| Every day becomes another waste
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| I’ll never find my way
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| I’m numb to the taste
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| Do you remember all the days when you still knew my face
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| Oh God, what I’d give to, to go back to that place
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| Here we stand separated
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| You’re better off alone
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| Can’t go back to the places
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| I’m looking back just like a ghost
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| How did you slip away so far, so fast
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| Can I break this hourglass? |
| Can I break this?
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| I’ve got a sickness that I can’t seem to shake
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| And I know that you hold the cure
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| One choice remains
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| Every grain is another day
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| Every day becomes another waste
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| Maybe I’ll never find my way
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| I’m numb to the taste
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| Do you remember all the days when you still knew my face
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| Oh God, what I’d give to, to go back to that place
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| Here we stand separated
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| You’re better off alone
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| Can’t go back to the places
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| I’m looking back just like a ghost
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| How did you slip away so far, so fast
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| Can I break this hourglass? |
| Can I break this?
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| Please help me, me empty the hourglass
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| Give me more time
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| And I swear I’ll find a way back to the body, to the body that was mine
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| Please help me, me empty the hourglass
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| Give me more time
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| And I swear I’ll find a way back to the body, to the body that was mine |