| If the world dies in front of us
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| You are at the center of me
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| New blood that you give me
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| You are at the center of me
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| In balance
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| You remember at halftime, each kiss lasting a year
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| I wanted those clothes, like those rich children
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| From too much shyness, not a word, half
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| Then I grew up quickly, a slice is no longer enough for me
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| Two separate destinies, we are like two planets
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| Yes, so close, you know, but they never touch
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| And then how much I hated the prof, your father and the golf course
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| We had a promise that I would never lose you
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| But sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
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| I got lost in my verses
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| The world is made up of two hemispheres
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| In one the crazy, in the other the serious
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| I go so fast, while you go so slowly
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| Make the sign of the cross
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| I think I have the world in my hand
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| I would like to be a secular tree
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| With roots planted but I am among disbanded lives
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| And I just want to go back to when we we kissed for a year
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| Like at halftime
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| If the world dies in front of us
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| You are at the center of me
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| New blood that you give me
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| You are at the center of me
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| In balance
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| Look at me 20 years later, look out I'm below
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| And I like a thousand photos, merged with the Tokyo time zone
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| I belong to nowhere, I who play with fire
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| It seems like yesterday, you sleep outside, your friend holds up the game
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| You were anxious about exams, then you took the maximum
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| I am in the mess and now turn off the phone
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| Then I'm looking for you, the edge of a razor divides us
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| I don't know what I want, and if I die tomorrow
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| You take me inside
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| Me going from 0 to 100
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| And I dedicate every note to those who passed away
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| And he lost his balance, careened by the wind
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| A hothead gets cold, if it's human to make mistakes
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| I would like to be a secular tree
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| With roots planted but I am among disbanded lives
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| And I just want to be normal
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| If the world dies in front of us
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| You are at the center of me
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| New blood that you give me
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| You are at the center of me
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| In balance
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| Separated at birth
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| A poem, pure algebra
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| When you are no longer a child
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| Find out that the world sucks
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| I wrote some songs
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| To change my destiny
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| I get out of situations
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| Let me balance
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| And if this sky explodes
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| Now here in front of us
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| And if this empire falls
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| And you don't know who you are anymore
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| You are the only substance
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| which I would now do
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| You delete the distance
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| The world ahead of us
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| You are blood that you give to me
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| You're |