If you don't have hands, how can I find my way
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How can I get back to where you left off
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All my streets have already turned to your heart
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It's black and the crowd is inextricable
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If I find the way to my house has already turned into a fire
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Even if I look for something about us, it doesn't come out.
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I'm leaving everything by throwing it inside me
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I wish I could die right away without forgetting your face
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Now you're bleeding inside of me
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At least you go to the cana, the mother
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I'm leaving everything by throwing it inside me
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I wish I could die right away without forgetting your face
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You were putting me instead of the world
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At least if you put him in my place
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If you don't have hands, how can I find my way
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How can I get back to where you left off
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All my streets have already turned to your heart
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It's black and the crowd is inextricable
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If I find the way to my house has already turned into a fire
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Even if I look for something about us, it doesn't come out.
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I'm leaving everything by throwing it inside me
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I wish I could die right away without forgetting your face
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Now you're bleeding inside of me
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At least you can go to the wing, to the wing
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I'm leaving everything by throwing it inside me
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I wish I could die right away without forgetting your face
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You were putting me instead of the world
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At least if you put him in my place
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I'm leaving everything by throwing it inside me
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I wish I could die right away without forgetting your face
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Now you're bleeding inside of me
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At least you're crossing to the wing |