| Seeking the last open wound
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| Along my trophy scars
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| (I'm going under)
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| I’m going under the deafening crowd
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| Swallowed by my self emptiness
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| I was waiting for going through something
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| Through the eternal doors
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| And outside as always i’m loosing my senses
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| I let myself into the grey of the stone
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| Until the ground disappears
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| (Disappears)
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| And i know that you’re looking at me
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| Like a stifling social network
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| Sticks the city like sweat
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| No place to hide when I need one
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| No one to talk when I’m done
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| (Talk when I’m done)
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| Today
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| Buildings are like cliffs
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| And the street is a raging sea
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| My legs shake for each reckless step
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| Today
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| Windows hide lands I cannot reach
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| But I know, I know the face of the world
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| Cries behind every closed doors
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| Despite of my fear I keep smiling
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| (So please)
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| So please, believe me
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| I was waiting for going through something
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| Through the eternal doors
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| And outside as always i’m loosing my senses
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| I let myself into the grey of the stone
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| Until the ground disappears
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| (Disappears)
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| And i know that you’re looking at me
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| Yesterday I died under the screaming spotlights
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| Sublimate by sorrow
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| Among the walking deads
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| Where the streams converge
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| And the dragons spat water
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| On the pavement |