Paranoia is better than envy, how did you get here.
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Something keeps pulling back
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I catch an ironic look in the mirror.
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It's like before, only without you.
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The city will teach us better than all wise books
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The city beckons us, driving us into a dead end.
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All these thoughts break the anchors
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Come back we will live this life loving
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I'm going to my friends, we are so tired in mute sorrows.
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But it must be admitted that this is no longer possible.
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I break the silence, the silence.
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I'm going to my friends, you know that this is my flaw
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Blindly run from you to others
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Somehow bind and restore the world without your love.
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When it's not a tête-à-tête option, but we smoke guns.
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All these thoughts and words need a springboard
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Change of priorities to another planet
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Remove the past as a reason for the blind
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We are sitting in the corners, and I am here, and you are there,
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But this is no longer possible, our rubbish is nothing.
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Bye Bye.
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I'm going to my friends, we are so tired in mute sorrows.
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But it must be admitted that this is no longer possible.
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I break the silence, the silence.
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I'm going to my friends, you know that this is my flaw
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Blindly run from you to others
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Somehow bind and restore the world without your love.
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I'm going to my friends, we are so tired in mute sorrows.
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But it must be admitted that this is no longer possible.
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I break the silence, the silence.
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I'm going to my friends, you know that this is my flaw
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Blindly run from you to others
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Somehow bind and restore the world without your love. |