| Short is life, to break our days, we make mistakes, the dream is over!
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| So bright is the truth, we won’t lose, over and over
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| Black snow’s falling, like a veil on earth
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| The real thrill, of their lies feed wars anyway, the world is blind
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| I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blows my mind
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| Cold nights are on the way, to take away all each other
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| All the fears are there to show that the devils grow with one another
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| The real thrill of their lies feed wars anyway, the world is blind
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| I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blow my mind
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| Black snow’s falling, like a veil on me
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| The real thrill of their lies feed my innocence, the world is blind
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| I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blows my mind
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| The real thrill of their lies feed my innocence, is the world just blind? |