| Don’t let the resistance my things
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| Trading rolls and my fight away
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| Crossed tears my remains
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| Bring the back to life, breathe back to life
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| Fight the coming outside my lead
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| There is nothing outside to the morning
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| Come everything to the trading eyes
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| Breathe back to life, back to life, back to life
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| Reaching takes us back from life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| Hopeless what means they becoming from her
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| The life they collapse to life
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| Don’t let the recognize worlds
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| Before the darkest my sins, breathe back to life
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| There is nothing outside to the morning
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| Come everything to the trading eyes
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| Breathe back to life, back to life, back to life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life, back to life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| Reaching takes us back from life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| Reaching takes us back from life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| There is nothing outside to the morning
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| Come everything to the trading eyes
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| Breathe back to life, back to life, back to life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life, back to life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| Reaching takes us back from life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life
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| Reaching takes us back from life
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| Breathe back to life, back to life |