| And everything I had, I’ve buried that ten years ago
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| And everything I have, your picture in the hip pocket
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| This is just a piece of that photography
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| This is just a spot in my memory
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| I write with blood, I haven’t ink
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| With every letter I’m losing self-control
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| When I’m standing on a cliff, I cannot decide
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| Life or death, the end or help
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| This is the entrance, sky or hole
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| This is the entrance to another world
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| I pray when I see people passing by
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| To see, to see your face and blinding light
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| To lose my sight like it’s first time
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| I don’t need anything more
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| I’m praying, pray when I see people passing by
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| To see your face, to see your face and blinding light
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| To lose my sight like it’s first time
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| I don’t need anything more
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| I don’t need anything, I don’t need anything
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| I don’t need anything more
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| I hurt every time I think about that
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| I already forgot about water and bread
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| You are my hunger, my thirst
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| Am I ready to suffer?
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| Life or death, the end or help
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| This is the entrance, sky or hole
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| This is the entrance to another world
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| Breathe, breathe one last time
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| And run, to the best life
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| This is a nightmare
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| You’d better live there
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| This is a nightmare
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| But it’s worth it to sleep
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| Fuck this, fuck this!
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| This is a nightmare
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| You’d better live there
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| This is a nightmare
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| But it’s worth it to sleep
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| This is a nightmare
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| You’d better live there
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| This is a nightmare
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| But it’s worth it to sleep
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| I pray when I see people passing by
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| To see, to see your face and blinding light
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| To lose my sight like it’s first time
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| I don’t need anything more
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| I’m praying, pray when I see people passing by
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| To see your face, to see your face and blinding light
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| To lose my sight like it’s first time
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| I don’t need anything more |