Every lonely hour that is passing by my window,
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slow, it's like a dream
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I'm trying my best to keep it all together,
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don't wanna scream, again
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Spending my days in the never ever ending room
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that I call home
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Where anything can happen and I don't have a saying,
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have no control
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Hiding my face and I'm waiting for redemption,
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it never comes
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I'm forming a plan and taking my chances,
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it might work out
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So trust me, leave me, go with the flow
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and you won't take a fall
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I could be the supervisor of the final game
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And I could be the misdemeanour right in your face
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Yeah I could be the soul polluter spreading my disease
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Yeah I could be the one you never got the chance to please
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Learning so fast and I'm getting to a point now
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where I can speak
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It's coming in time, and in every direction
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I'm not that weak
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Bending the rules and inch so I can prosper,
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it's all worked out
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But taking it slow so no one will notice
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what it's all about
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See the time slip away forever
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Turn away or I will deceive you, that's all I know.
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ESDS
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| No Fun At All |
