| I feel surround by the dark
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| My scares seems like some pretty mark
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| When past is morphing to ask
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| Answer’s never happen, answer’s never happen
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| You thing that Doubt is like this power
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| Looking for the other better
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| To really feelin' each fuckin hour
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| How can we start whith nothing
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| We’re on the point of no late ending
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| Day flies but we so high in difference
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| To end this day as we started
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| Ride into your mood as you playin' with your doubt
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| May seems like a shower when you smoke those funny ashes
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| Asking to yourself how doin' the closest ghost
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| Where is that better place that make you call and finally go
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| To the fine and see the bright
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| Complain your skills to silly illy light
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| Used to be player, doin' different task
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| Your heart is forest, breathing with the chest
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| How can we start with nothing
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| We’re on the point of no late ending
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| Day flies but we so high in difference
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| To end this day as we started
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| Here it comes my breakdown, it comes my breakdown |