| What should I do when it’s over?
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| Questions are blowing up all over my brain
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| Will it be darker or brighter?
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| Do I remember your name or your colors?
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| So I break these chains
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| I hold my breath but I can’t believe it’s real
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| The voices remains the same
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| Because we clearly not became
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| Something that we can be proud of
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| Are we the men that we used to pretend?
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| I know the faces around me
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| Are they lost and buried in my memories
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| And I’m looking for something more than this
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| Am I the man that I use to pretend?
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| Am I dreaming or not
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| Sometimes it feels like you’ll never respond
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| The voices remains the same
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| Because we clearly not became
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| But we can try to go forward
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| And be the person we used to pretend
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| I know the faces around me
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| Are they lost and buried in my memories
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| And I’m looking for something more than this
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| I wish for better days
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| Oh, god it’s such a lonely and empty place
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| I believe I can find my wasted memories
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| And will you remember me?
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| This world is not the best we’ve ever made
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| I wonder if I can trust in every word you said
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| And will you remember me? |