This city which is beckoning is giving me life
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Once you step fully into the maze of darkness once
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You can no longer come out
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So that my desire can stay alive
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I'll snatch away your heart
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Putting on the mask called dream
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We can disarrange love in this suspicious era
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Holding tightly your red-colored body
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As many and many times, until the day it dies
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Dressing the same clothes is safe
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It's OK if it's got only some poison
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I've thought for a long time
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As I can't be swallowed up by this city,
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I'll live in such a way that I won't lose to loneliness
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Is love an atraction for this suspicious era?
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Such true set of values that
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Papa and mama have implanted in me
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Are sparsely trustworthy
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What shall I believe in?
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Whatever it is it doesn't matter
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My heart is just hard to manage
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I'll disarrange my passion in this suspicious era
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I want to hold it very tightly with my red-dyed heart
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As many and many times, until the day it dies
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