| The curtain begins to fall
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| The world fades before my eyes
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| The rain hears my call
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| And there’s no cloud in the sky
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| Forgive the world of all its crimes
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| And you’ll become the ideal prey
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| Forget that love shines in her eyes
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| And you’ll walk alone for days
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| Is there any other way?
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| Maybe it’s just too late
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| The days seem so long
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| And the nights won’t ever end
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| One day you’re the best friends in the world
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| The next day just perfect strangers
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| Is there any other way?
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| Maybe it’s just too late
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| Don’t know the reasons why
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| I’m walking between love and hate
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| It’s a quiet suicide
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| Walking between love and hate
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| Is there any other way?
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| Maybe it’s just too late
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| Or is this the only way?
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| I’m dying all alone
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| In front of millions every day
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| They say love makes you strong
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| Am I too weak to ever say?
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| And I won’t wait for the sun
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| To go down anymore
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| It’s never been shining anyway
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| Is there any other way?
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| Maybe it’s just too late
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| Or is this the only way?
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| Don’t know the reasons why
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| I’m walking between love and hate
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| It’s a quite suicide
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| Walking between love and hate
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| I must be having a bad dream
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| Still walking between love and hate
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| You must be having a good time
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| Pushing me between love and hate
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| It’s a quite suicide |