Look at the unreliability of this mission.
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Mite pus from the wound that opens with age
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The world will turn upside down, it will be hard to perceive
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Old ear cuts will now blow your mind
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Enough don't cry look it's day
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I need a walking stick, my loaded shoulder
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As if we were happy, but we took a spin and became sad
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One of my brothers stood in the distance for a hundred days and became a believer.
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No, for your information, matter made him tired.
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One day, he hit himself with a razor to find substance.
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After that, we got up and stopped at the pace.
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When he came out, it was as if his soul was taken like this
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So these are not pleasures or choices.
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We're after something but it's no good forming
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Because I'm afraid to tell what my eyes see
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How do I say "It'll all pass!" when my youth was lost?
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I passed through the snow
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You can't walk out of a dark road
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Even if you seek your opinion
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A hatred that if we cope we will not get rid of the haze
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Trouble walked, keeping my head pretty nice in the void
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Look, I grew up like magic. |
What is this magic, this noise?
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My room is filled with echoes and songs left by someone else
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These miserable dreams
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Whose prayers, walls?
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There are lies in nature, disasters and such
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If the lights go out, if someone dies
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Cowards will die if it's worth it
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ok i'm definitely not normal
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But your bourgeois will take your breath away
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Let the winds blow, property issue
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If the seasons will change, spring will come free of charge
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This laughter thrown with substance in misery
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And as you listen like this, your relative will exclude you.
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Look at me (Get up!)
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Sleep and dreams are all in a somersault
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I passed through the snow
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You can't walk out of a dark road
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Even if you seek your opinion
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A hatred that if we cope we will not get rid of the haze
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From the streets where life begins in the dark to the sky
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Shall we build a ladder and climb it someday?
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Otherwise, every day from different dreams, every day at different times
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Are we tired of giving up and all of a sudden we're stingy?
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We were just going to save the day, when we're not a product all of a sudden
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I said, "I don't like uniforms." You misunderstood.
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When I was a slave to my consciousness alone
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I woke up a lot with my souvenir collections
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Scrapped from constantly updated characters
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Lots of girls and boyfriends with images
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Say it from the mirror while you're looking back
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We saw our reflection, turn another page
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Cold as steel, dark as gray as my face
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Let the sun rise in the morning and light up life
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I told you I'm old, don't let my face deceive you
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We were bored, we got 3 years old every year
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I passed through the snow
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You can't walk out of a dark road
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Even if you seek your opinion
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A hatred that if we cope we will not get rid of the haze |