| Oh…
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| What has exhaustion brought me?
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| Unvisited, but still too busy to close my eyes. |
| (to close my eyes)
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| Maybe one day I’ll grasp the pattern, maybe in time this will all be readable.
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| Maybe in time. |
| (time)
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| As if the solitude could bring me any peace,
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| I was greeted with constance, I found no sleep.
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| These thoughts are nothing but wished away. |
| I can’t remember what it is to be content.
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| These thoughts are nothing but wished away. |
| (but wished away)
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| I can’t remember what it is to be content. |
| Eeah…
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| Show me the exit: Let the signals fade. |
| Maybe one day I’ll defeat the cycle,
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| maybe (maybe) in time (in time) I’ll be able to define this…
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| this wretched purgatory (purgatory).
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| As if the solitude could bring me any peace,
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| I was greeted with constance, I found no sleep.
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| These thoughts are nothing but wished away. |
| I can’t remember what it is to be content.
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| These thoughts are nothing (these thoughts are nothing) but wished away (but
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| wished away).
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| I can’t remember what it is to be content. |
| This is bound to fail.
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| This is bound to fail.
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| Go ahead…
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| The enemy will not resist, deceived until the end.
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| I hate this persistence, my eyes may never close.
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| I hate this persistence, my eyes may never close. |