| Do not wait for me, I’m too slow
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| Just move on, now to make it grow
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| I will follow if I can
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| Won’t be buried in the sand
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| Don’t be stuck to the gloomy world
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| It’s all in your poor head making it all worth
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| Save yourself 'cause the truth is close
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| Travel on from your deadly pose
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| Move on you wild soldier, travel on
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| Get it on, move it on, push it on…
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| Open your dead eyes to see the truth, reality
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| Which is not in this disguise we’re living in
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| Truth is somewhere else, the place is somewhere near to reach
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| Destination’s known, so no fear, travel on!
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| You can be buried in the dark doomy sand
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| Which covers you and freezes the blood in your hand
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| The stressful routine is killing your brain
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| It leads you to the real damnation of pain
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| Move on you wild soldier, travel on
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| Get it on, move it on, push it on…
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| Open your dead eyes to see the truth, reality
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| Which is not in this disguise we’re living in
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| Truth is somewhere else, the place is somewhere near to reach
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| Destination’s known, so no fear, travel on!
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| I wanna part of me too!
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| Open your dead eyes to see the truth, reality
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| Which is not in this disguise we’re living in
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| Truth is somewhere else, the place is somewhere near to reach
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| Destination’s known, so no fear, travel on! |