| I used to think it would never end
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| Eternally, forever and a day, infinite, always
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| Nothing could be better then a life alone with you
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| The funny thing is a piece of me
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| The sceptic who is waiting for the day to prove me wrong again
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| You’re wrong again!
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| Should have known better then to leave myself open
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| The fool is a victim
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| Sitting in the corner of a room somewhere with pictures in pieces
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| Scattered all around
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| The conversation is about life
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| How so many thigs come and go with no rhyme or reason
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| Seems the best ones, come to those who wait
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| I’m sick and tired of waiting
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| Wasting so much time when you don’t want me to hold on
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| It’s messing up my mind
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| I’m not expired or broken
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| There’s still so much inside
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| And yes I listend, you told me
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| Every word a lie
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| I really hope that it works out
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| I wouldn’t wish any harm to find you
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| Everything is destiny
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| Whether I like it or not — I don’t
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| I’ll find faith in my own way
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| Part of me will always wonder what you’re thinking
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| Who you dream of
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| Want and are in need of
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| I’m sick and tired of waiting
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| Wasting so much time when you don’t want me to hold on
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| It’s messing up my mind
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| I’m not expired or broken
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| There’s still so much inside
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| And yes I listend, you told me
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| Every word a lie
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| Sick and tired
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| It’s all excuses
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| Every word you tell me
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| Seems to disappear without trace
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| I’m alive don’t you see it
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| Every word is nothing but a lie to me I know it so well
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| I don’t think that you can ever leave me
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| I know you’re rightfully the one for me
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| 'cause everthing is destiny!
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| The right is fast but I hold on tight
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| I raise my duke and prepare for a new fight
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| Not what is right but what is wrong
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| I feel the winds of the storm but I carry on
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| While you’re torn, I’m born
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| You think in lies this is no fun
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| But look inside and you’ll see there’s a new sun!
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| I’m sick and tired of waiting
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| Waiting
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| Wasting so much time when you don’t want me to hold on
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| What is right for what is wrong
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| It’s messing up my mind
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| It’s messing up my mind
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| I’m not expired or broken
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| While you’re torn, I’m born
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| There’s still so much inside
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| And yes I listend, listening, you told me
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| Every word a lie
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| Hearing all your lies |