As I lie here, knowing I will
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(Never) Get away from here
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(Alive) Through death...
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No one can do anything but to wait
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As I slowly wither from within
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Soon I won't be able to move
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(Will I see the land)
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Soon I won't be able to speak
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(Where my ancestors sleep)
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Soon I won't be able to think clearly
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(Will I ever journey home)
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Dying faster, thinking of all things unaccomplished
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Ideas only I could ever carry through
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All my dreams discarded before my time is due
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I will float into the ever
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If there is an ever
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I will only know for sure
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When it is too late for me to tell you
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So I'll just give you my best regards
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Best Regards
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| Paradigma |
