| If, time only, stood still for one minute things might be different
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| But the wound opened, and let the infection run deep
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| It took one man, twenty years to find out what he was doing
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| It’s time now, to ask:
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| How will he ever save them when all this happened so long ago?
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| He thinks he’s controlling memories but he doesn’t know
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| How dangerous it is, he’s losing his mind
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| It’s so sad to see, a man left behind, from this
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| Can’t be true, it’s crazy to consider but I just can’t help it
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| 'Cause in his eyes, I can see so many years
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| It’s just one man, with memories beyond his life
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| It’s time now, to ask:
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| How will he ever save them when all this happened so long ago?
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| He thinks he’s controlling memories but he doesn’t know
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| How dangerous it is, he’s losing his mind
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| It’s so sad to see, a man left behind, from this —
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| From this life
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| The smallest difference can change how you feel
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| And all these new memories somehow seem real
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| From this — from this life
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| So tell me why do I remember so many changes
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| That never happened now, not in this lifetime?
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| Not in this life
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| (Screaming)
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| Not in this life. |
| In this lifetime
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| Not in this life. |
| In this lifetime
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| Not in this life
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| And I may never remember what’s real
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| I know things can only get better now
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| And I’ve stopped trying so hard to feel
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| Like I’m losing my mind now
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| Not in this lifetime |