| Looking out from my isolation
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| Deep inside from my alienation
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| The night will heal my morbid fascination
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| Another day has gone away
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| My disintegration, it’s not just a sensation
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| But another accusation
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| After I’ve been bursed, lost and so confused
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| I practiced so much violation
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| Violation that was, always present because
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| I used to dream blindfold
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| All the people I’ve been, all the faces you’ve seen
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| Are not what I really am
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| Corus
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| Running away from another transition
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| After discovering new points of view
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| Getting away with another sensation
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| After discovering that I’m so true
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| Looking out from my isolation
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| Deep inside from my alienation
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| This day will kill my false illumination
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| Another day has gone away
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| I decide to light again my own fire
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| I gonna try to step away from the liars
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| I understood that I must have been crazy
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| To waste my time and be so lazy
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| Bridge
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| Mirrors showing a new side of sorrowful revenge
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| Through the silence of who understands
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| I know it could be another transition of pain
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| I know it could be another injection in vein
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| I’ll try not to be bothered by other insanes
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| I’ll go much more forther than your dead brains |