He lost his way in his sad fate
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He felt the things in the fate
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Lose the essence more and more
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He coudn't stop desire
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He coudn't be without
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And stayed like myself
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They said he looked for the face he lost
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He's hidden from the other people
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His shaking hands needed a help
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He's waiting every day
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Looking for what he needed
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On my own...
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There were hate and no fate at the start
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Only man who lived this knew
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What he was feeling
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Joy was hidden in the subconscions
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On my own...
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No
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On My Own
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| Frown |
