I've been going down sunday's beach,
drowning in my jacket.
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I've been running sidewalk's every leaf,
with nowhere to look back to.
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Steap mountains, can't reach a peak,
soul of mine is dying.
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Problem waves rise up to reap,
leaves of God won't help me.
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Winter's gone,I'm on my own,
candle lights a shadow.
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The darkness moves created by light,
irony, the moment.
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A blacksmith screams sleepless nights,
a mirror shows me me again.
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Lost in thought, raged in spite.
The people, I don't give a damn.
The people, I don't give a damn.
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And I say,
tomorrow waves,
sleepless will I stay?
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