| The broken display brought us happiness, but alas, past the notes
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| How the sky without a doubt showed the opposite
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| It flew up, closed its eyes, the wave carries you and goes nowhere
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| There your imagination promises to be always there
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| Open nights, sunset without dawn
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| How much do you want to fly with the wind
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| And bad in the wild and hard to close
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| You remember how it hurts, but you are not broken
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| Between me and the fire of feeling light with rain
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| Burns me, I don't remember who I am
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| You can go astray, you can just walk away
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| You can hide your eyes, but you know who I am
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| The broken display brought us happiness, but alas, past the notes
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| How the sky without a doubt showed the opposite
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| It flew up, closed its eyes, the wave carries you and goes nowhere
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| There your imagination promises to be always there
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| You will say so many surrounded you
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| There was only anxiety and you breathed it
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| Pride is crying in my soul so strangely with resentment
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| After all, it's not scary to be loved by you
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| Between me and the fire of feeling light with rain
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| Burns me, I don't remember who I am
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| You can go astray, you can just walk away
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| You can hide your eyes, but you know who I am
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| The broken display brought us happiness, but alas, past the notes
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| How the sky without a doubt showed the opposite
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| It flew up, closed its eyes, the wave carries you and goes nowhere
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| There your imagination promises to be always there |