The city is running too fast to realize
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And old man is dying under rags 'n' dust
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The streets like rivers but full of people
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I never felt so alone in all my life
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...I never felt so alone...
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No one cares no one knows the coldness as the only law
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I feel it through my veins
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Hard to talk and meet the eyes, misty wheatyer on our days
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Where do we go wrong??
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They call it progress I call it sadness
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If everyone is closed in his brainstorm
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We lose the essence of a good living
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Am I pathetic or just a realist?
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...I call it sadness...
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No one cares no one knows the coldness as the only law
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I feel it through my veins
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Hard to talk and meet the eyes, misty wheatyer on our days
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Where do we go wrong??
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Coldness
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| Labyrinth |
