With a face like as if saying that
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You wet your heart with the unexpected rain
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Smearing your face with darkness
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Harbouring light in your eyes
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Not feeling like you're alive
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I wonder if we get used to everything,
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Even the tears that used to flow till yesterday
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My own self who was about to break
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I guess I won't reveal it now
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And keep deceiving myself
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Charring my chest in a cool manner
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What to do with this hesitation
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So I don't have to know
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I can feel my throbbing heart
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I'll go the down the road I believe in
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I didn't hold the umbrella of solace
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My heart was thinned out dark and deep by the headlights
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That's the wrong direction
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Angels and devils whisper coldly in my ear for fun
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The heart's opera pressuring me
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The orchestra of rain that hits the asphalt
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It smelt like I was alive
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So much so that I can't breathe
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And I smile as if to connect the world
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I wonder if we get used to everything,
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Even the tears that used to flow till yesterday
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My own self who was about to break
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I guess I won't reveal it now
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And keep deceiving myself
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Charring my chest in a cool manner
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Now I don't have any power
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But these are not empty nonsense
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Your heart that's about to break
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It doesn't have to be understood
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Burning my heart in a cool manner
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What to do with this hesitation
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So I don't have to know
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I can feel my throbbing heart
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I'll go the down the road I believe in
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In the direction in which I might lose my way
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