| We lose something, then we convince ourselves
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| That by hurting someone, it will become easier,
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| But it won't get any easier
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| No matter how you turn
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| You'll be dead longer than alive
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| Do you want to see what's left of me?
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| From love to hate
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| Hundreds of attempts to change everything
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| I'm sorry, I don't remember so as not to forget (so as not to forget)
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| In the dry residue dry red
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| I sealed a hole in my heart with a multi-colored patch (band-aid)
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| Man from the past
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| I am hello from space
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| Why don't we remember our youth?
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| You smoke the wind and keep the brand
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| And still, like a shotgun, you blow my head off
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| The circus of the sun will take me on tour
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| I've already proven everything to myself
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| Dive into the flying pool
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| I will smile at you
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| As if I never loved
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| I would like a ray of sunshine, like a spear
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| Pierces at the collar
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| Flows like water
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| Touches and makes related
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| Dots of freckles on the back
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| Hundreds of lines collect starfall
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| You don't believe, but listen, if so
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| And your body is broken into pieces
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| Well, let everything ahead
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| But you don't see your back
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| And there the cosmos of the universe creaks (the universe creaks)
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| And hundreds of stars, barely reaching the spine
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| Depart from orbits
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| The circus of the sun will take me on tour
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| I've already proven everything to myself
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| Dive into the flying pool
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| I will smile at you as if I never loved
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| The circus of the sun will take me on tour
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| I've already proven everything to myself
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| Dive into the flying pool
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| I will smile at you as if I never loved |