| Do you remember how we used to say
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| Everything around us are made of clay
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| We were the kings and the others the fools
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| Playing by our rules
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| Adorned with golden shapes and silver dreams
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| You count the seconds, every moment seems
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| Like your lost to the stars up above
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| Eventhou you’re falling
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| Spoken words made of trust, burning bridges between us
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| Turning diamonds into rust
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| You’re running out of time, the higher that you climb
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| The deeper you will fall and lose sight of it all
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| Out of time, on the line
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| Living in victory
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| You spread your words, I say devoid of truth
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| What’s left is fantasy of endless youth
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| You made a promise, a little white lie
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| Now you’re falling from the sky
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| Chasing dragons by the moon, burning bridges around you
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| Your deepest fears begin to loom
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| You’re running out of time, the higher that you climb
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| The deeper you will fall and lose sight of it all
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| Out of time, on the line
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| Living in victory
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| Is it someone that hears you, is it somebody there
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| All you know and all you will get, lie so deep down inside
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| Dreams of fortune in the dust, when all your bridges are burnt
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| Turning being into lust
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| You’re running out of time, the higher that you climb
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| The deeper you will fall and lose sight of it all
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| Out of time, on the line
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| Living in sin
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| Out of time, the higher that you climb
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| The deeper you will fall and lose sight of it all
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| Out of time, on the line
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| Living in victory
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| Living in victory |