Turning in, what else am I?
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*Through your game what else I'm doing.*
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Pondering a world of hope.
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Watching the flying doves.
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But, say farewell to faith
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And tomorrow's dream of life
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'Cause merely today is
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The day that I will die.
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So don't forget me
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If we don't make it,
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'Cause I'm so scared.
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Standing naked.
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Maybe one day I'll figure out
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What is going on inside.
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My kind grows so angry.
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Sometimes feels good to cry.
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And, can you feel the void between us?
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I guess I'm the one to blame for this.
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Maybe one day we'll meet again,
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Losing our self in the seas.
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The sea is left.
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Don't forget me
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If we don't make it,
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'Cause I'm so scared.
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Standing naked.
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And I can't feel the pain
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Of this world and want to
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Become as wide as
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The *shy and* forest.
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Just one last caress
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Of a Pacific.
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We can be one tonight
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Through the pain and the fight.
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Turning inward 'cause of you.
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Sometimes the ones we heal
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*Are piled up* of the rest.
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Two words unable to mesh.
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So let your face devour our dead skin
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Leaving us fresh and free from old sin.
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Maybe we'll have one last caress
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Like it will be our last breath, so -
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Don't forget me
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If we don't make it,
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'Cause I'm so scared.
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Standing naked.
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And I can't feel the pain
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Of this world and want to
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Become as wide as
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The *shy and* forest.
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Just one last caress
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Of a Pacific.
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We can be one tonight
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Through the pain and this fright.
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Turning Inward
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| Boy Hits Car |
