Tell me, tell me you're reaching the end.
Bad dreams wake you in tears and force you to open your eyes.
No time for slowing down.
Here you are now with your bloodshot eyes, light a candle for all those that passed away
No time for sorrow now, no time for breaking free, no time for making up my mind
The more you try the less I understand, everything turns grey
Cause I still believe in my human condition, it doesn't make any sense
I swore to myself not to sweat any more running away from you
I swore to myself I'm better off on my own

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