| One by one we drift away
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| Side by side we suffocate
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| Eye to eye we loose our faith
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| Step by step we enslave the hate
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| Will you ever find a way?
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| In circles we walk, in circles we talk
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| Will you ever fall from grace?
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| And generate the echoes in your mind
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| All those broken dreams I’ve seen
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| All our ways and views were wrong
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| Sleeping deep down left behind
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| Intuition’s running up your spine
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| All the mysteries drift away
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| Like in ancient prophecies
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| In this world you’ve done me wrong
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| For all the fears you came from
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| But no one understands you ways
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| Of your ancient prophecies
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| What disappears like a steam
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| Slips through my fingers and passes me by
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| There’s nothin' close to what we have done
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| Whenever we hit the ground
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| All the memories we’re caught in
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| Way deeper than before
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| All those broken dreams I’ve seen
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| When all the walls are closin' in |