now that i am back out there
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once more scared
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misgivings haven't gone
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inside this human race
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no touch of grace
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and still no place to go
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i know it's up to me
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to decide if this is real
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but i'm walking and fro
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always thinking about the ways i chose
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welcome back yesterday ... not far away ... i'll keep an eye on you
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tell me how could i forget all the angers i once had
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should i start again ... to find the same ... that i once left behind
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when tell me why should i forget all these dreams that i still have
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another time ... another turn, i thought
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but now i know that's wrong
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this life will still remain the same
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if i don't change a thing myself
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suddenly so many doors are opening ... for me to try
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i know it's up to me ...
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Real
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| Wolfsheim |
