| Let me tell you a true story
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| About the so called human race
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| How it’s seeking for a new and better world
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| Full of hope and without fear of loss, exodiel tendency
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| Just set the sails and control unknown sea
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| But they will never reach a shore
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| Not knowing what they’re looking for
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever
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| We only think about the bad things
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| Don’t enjoy the real good things
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| We are chasing our tails until we die
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| Some people call it irony and others destiny
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| Considering too long, till it’s too late
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| But they will never reach a shore
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| Not knowing what they’re looking for
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever
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| But they will never reach a shore
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| Not knowing what they’re looking for
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever
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| Many have gone away for summer
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| Many have gone away forever |