| They share our believe, our anger
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| The beauty of the move lies not in its appearence, but in its thought
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| Come to me!
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| Where are you now?
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| I keep on asking while I’m staring at the stars
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| It’s unfair somehow
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| My life is empty and I’m left here with the scars
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| The way you left the scene was the way I learned that life is mean
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| And how the good became untrue and darkness settled inbetween
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| Will there never be another day for you and me?
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| And as I fall into the ground, let me emotions running free
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| Come to me, if only you could, come to me (2X)
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| Come to me!
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| They share our believe, our anger
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| The beauty of the move lies not in its appearence, but in its thought |