| We have grown under water
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| The heart is dry
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| My tears are a lie
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| Like the Zayandeh River
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| Like Urmia
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| Our spirits do not peak,
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| Like thirty one hundred and thirty reporters who fall off
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| There is chaos in our hearts, but our lips are silent
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| Our joys are like mourning only
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| The young astronaut
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| We weaken our weaknesses
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| Every day and every night that is repetitive
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| Copy the paste even every second
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| And since giving me this name
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| And since I can remember
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| I did a lot of sabotage in the past
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| But what happened to them all today?
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| Break the neighbor glass with the ball
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| Escape from shadow to light
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| Uncertified accident! |
| هه!
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| Records renewals!
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| I remember turning in the market
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| Or the answer to the free entrance exam
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| I was exhausted! |
| What is your strength?
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| Seconds pass on this watch
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| My memories are like photos
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| The value of opening and closing one eye
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| From you my brain
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| From your mind
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| They pass by, they jump from your hand
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| I was bad at my age
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| I lost a hundred and won one
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| The world taught me to be a dervish
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| This is something during the military era
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| In the term punishment and crushing
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| Under the lips of Lego you hey: let this pass too
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| At every opportunity
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| I grumbled at the time
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| From all the people who have the best chance
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| People who bypass me, pedal, bluff
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| But, this also passes
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| I'm not upset about these fleeting joys
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| I either cross the bridge or the underpass
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| I always repeat this to myself
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| this too shall pass
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| this too shall pass
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| Version 2:
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| Every day dreams are night and fear
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| God, do you have time to talk?
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| The more two colors, the more colorful
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| If you misuse it, you will immediately deck it
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| So I stayed and times and nervous laughter
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| Because there is no trace of that one of your servants
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| Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either
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| Instead, slavery "P" means money, party, arrogance
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| So my goal is lost
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| My pen is withered
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| My heart and senses are wounded
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| Me too, a depression
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| He who does not know knows himself as the whole intellect
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| Friendships here are worse than Gold Quest
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| Everyone thinks for themselves
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| Imagination together! |
| Stuck does not use the cut
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| The spinning of the sky and the earth is profitable
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| What are you worried about? |
| It has been so
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| At every opportunity
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| I grumbled at the time
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| From all the people who have the best chance
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| People who bypass me, pedal, bluff
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| But, this also passes
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| I'm not upset about these fleeting joys
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| I either cross the bridge or the underpass
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| I always repeat this to myself
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| this too shall pass
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| this too shall pass
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| Version 3:
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| Me, you, Della Snow
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| Me, you, no homework
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| Carmon, always war
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| Our hearts are also stone warehouses
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| Balaserimon gambled on our generation
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| The price of the dollar went from tomorrow to the sky
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| Sit on your fingertips and check yourself
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| Whether you have it or not is now worth a second
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| Oh, we slept at night, it was morning
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| My city, your city, our city that was shocked
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| So the war between the Iranians
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| You are expensive
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| Even the heads of a century
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| We complain of unhappiness
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| We are killing our heroes at the same time
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| In short, looking at the past makes me think
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| Hardness, comfort, each has a time
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| Today, if you missed it, the pillows would be full
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| be ready! |
| For the next challenges
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| At every opportunity
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| I grumbled at the time
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| From all the people who have the best chance
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| People who bypass me, pedal, bluff
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| But, this also passes
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| I'm not upset about these fleeting joys
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| I either cross the bridge or the underpass
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| I always repeat this to myself
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| this too shall pass
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| this too shall pass |