| Seven seconds like seven days
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| Time doesn’t pass at all, it’s all the same
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| When love has gone, the fear remains
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| Nowhere to lay your head down when it rains
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| And you wait for conclusion and the end of your days
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| Every heartbeat is wasted for a lifetime betrayed
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| Where was your part of fortune?
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| From your angle of view
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| Life hates you
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| And everything you do
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| Life hates you
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| But you hate this life too
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| A picture frame full of deceit
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| An empty bed, an empty scene
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| When love has gone, the void remains
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| Nobody you can turn to when it pains
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| And you wait for the daylight and you feel incomplete
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| Yeah, you wallow in self-pity and you choke when you eat
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| Where was your part of the romance?
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| From your angle of view
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| Life hates you
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| No matter what you do
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| Life hates you
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| But you hate this life too
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| A lonely shell, a lonely home
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| A mess inside your mind, you’re so alone
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| Love has gone, the flavor stayed
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| The flavour of the life and all those brighter better days
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| And you read all those poems, they describe what you feel
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| Oh, you wish you’d be stronger, yeah, you wish you’d be healed
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| Where was your part of fortune?
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| Nothing left to renew
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| Where was your part of romance?
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| No, you don’t have a clue
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| Where was your part of existence?
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| From your angle of view
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| Life hates you |