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Fragile
05:31
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All alone, all alone. I 've been stranded
Oh, my face drenched in wet sand.
Cold wind touches my face , gust my skin.
I don’t belong here and my mind keeps spinning.
Moving places, aimlessly.
Grey clouds are following me.
Unsure but curious.
Love and hate, darkness and light
what am I to decide?
Fragile.
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We all dive in these waters
we deny to leave
I saw a bird fleeing from its nest.
one broke it's wing
All the world is sad.
just empty faces.
I'm so tired
and it clouds my eyes
it clouds my mind.
Sleepless nights,
under stormy tides
Drowning in these waters
between the brightness of delight
and the darkness of the sky
Drowning in these waters
between the beautiness of life
and the masquerade of mankind
Hand over hand these white clouds
but it feels like falling down
I'm tired of these waters
I'm just a blank sheet
I'm tired of these waters
I can not find one's feet
Drowning in the deep
At the bottom of the sea
I find myself forever lost
Midst ideals and what I want to be
Drowning in these waters
between the brightness of delight
and the darkness of the sky
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The Maze
05:45
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Weary and dull,
spinning in a maze-
Running against the wall.
Choosing the wrong path again
We're all fading away
We're just daydreamers.
We don't know whats real,
looking through an kaleidoscope.
Until the sky is falling down on us
and all our bridges are burning.
All our faces are fading away
Our ideals will be covered with dust.
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Scars & Scratches
09:39
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We're roaming endlessly
until we're fading away
we're taking scars and scratches
from rusting in the rain
Can we take shelter.
Can we take shelter.
We need shelter from the storm.
The wind blew us back to our start.
Can someone rescue our sinkin ship?
We're drowning again, drowing again.
Like blind we pass the fire and wonder about the scars.
Like mad we step into the fire and wonder about the scars.
Can we take shelter?
We have rusted again.
You need scars, I need scars, no one needs more scars.
You need scars, I need scars, we wear them like art.
What will be left?
Just scars and scratches?
Like blind we pass the fire and wonder about the scars.
Like mad we step into the fire and wonder about the scars.
Can we take shelter?
We have rusted again.
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