Why do people try to steal the moment
When my perception is what really matters
I can't think for myself
Somebody must do it for me
Wise men don't cry, they move on
Wise men don't feel, so they die
I believe the moment will come
I have to believe it will happen
I believe the moment will come
Reap what you have sewn, my faith in life is gone
Reap what you have sewn, my life is gone

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