| A falling drop of tear,
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| Overfilled the cup of pain,
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| I heard you were alone,
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| And the walls became too close,
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| An abandoned scream came out,
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| But none’s there to heal, no
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| The growing harm you held, within your dying heart.
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| You see the world differently, this might be your sin.
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| In this world of slavery, none wanted to come in.
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| No matter what your choice is, your path is already done
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| But it was hard for you to see, that you’ve been a mere puppet.
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| The time is passing by, in this life we’re living in
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| we fight to reach the shore, the shore of a dreamland.
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| Scanning all the streets,
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| With faceless people in
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| You feel the cold again
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| How lonely you’ll remain.
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| A silent tear cascades
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| But none’s there to see,
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| This empty space in you, the burden you’re carrying.
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| The time is passing by, in this life we’re living in
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| We fight to reach the shore, the shore of a dreamland.
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| The roads we’re going in, are blowing us apart.
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| like little smithereens (smithereens)
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| throughout this shadowland we are drifting one by one.
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| The time is passing by, in this life
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| we’re living in
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| We fight to reach the shore, the shore of a dreamland.
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| The roads we’re going in, are blowing us apart.
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| throughout this shadowland we are drifting one by one.
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| The time is passing by, in this life we’re living in
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| We fight to reach the shore, the shore of a dreamland.
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| The roads we’re going in, are blowing us apart.
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| like little smithereens (smithereens)
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| throughout this shadowland we are drifting one by one. |