So here I am
Just a man with his empty hands
Right
If you want the pleasure
You need strength to take the
Try to take my breath away
As long as I'm still
She found a withered flower
Between the pages of a book
This
There's a black river flowing
A poisoned stream
Out of nowhere it
I hope one day I will grow out of this
Then
Trying to get it all out of my mind
Searching for
Why don't you realise
There are things that are so clear
And
Caught in ambitions, but without any idea
Focused on expectations, but
The wind and the rain
And the deep blue sea
Ahead and
If we give up before we ever fought
If we only
They reach out to the world
They carry our fortune
Written firmly
I'd go working in daytime
Instead of staying out all night
And
Big sun, up in the sky
You burn my skin
And you
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