I've been searching some answers concealed in my heart
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The spirit within
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I've been hunting those secrets with my deepest bottle
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But have found none
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So I need a deeper dive:
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With the screws on my lips
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I am falling down
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Into the king's sea
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Feel the rope winding in me
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And feel the touch
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Of oblivion
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Now I'm floating
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There is no way out, diving deeper down
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In my memories
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All the losses and all the minor joys
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With affectation
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This rope around me tightens again
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And I wonder who I really am
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Who I really am?
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The third day, the magical
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A way to believe I'm born again
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The third day, the magical
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A way to believe I'm born again
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Waves of unconsciousness lulling me to sleep
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In my own whirlpool
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And the fear of sobering up
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Is lurking around
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But the rope around me tightens again
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And I wonder who I really am
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Who I really am?
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The third day, the magical
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A way to believe I'm born again
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The third day, the magical
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A way to believe I'm born again
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The Third, The Magical
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| Kalmah |
