It's strange to remember how I used to run away
The world wasn't the same, just as strange.
It's strange not to be full of hope anymore
The world will extinguish slowly, full of forgetfulness.
Your turn is coming,
Your time is coming...
It's strange how easily I forgot to I say: "I don't care about everything, maybe I'm crazy. It's your turn, it's your time... br/>It's strange that I want to talk to him
It's strange not to be like you
Don't you think so? Don't you think?
Don't you see how strange you are, stranger than me?
[repeat last four lines]
It's strange to remember how I used to run away
The world was not the same, as strange, strange, strange...

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