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Like a burned mark had left on your skin |
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-never fades in time like a little sin |
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The past is haunting you and there is nothing you can do |
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You can stay in the dark but you can't leave your shadow |
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You feel the vanity of life |
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'cos there is no talk without the giant |
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Your soul is searching the light |
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And you are defiant of the talk about the giant |
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Time has killed you and left you so grey |
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-buried alive with your reputation they say |
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History has let you go - forgot your existence |
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but if you try to fool - fool your own dark shadow... |
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You feel the vanity of life |
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'cos there is no talk without the giant |
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Your soul is searching the light |
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And you are defiant of the talk about the giant |
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From down under onto the ground |
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Fed with mud and beaten down |
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You can't change your face - you can't hide your shadow |
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You feel the vanity of life |
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'cos there is no talk without the giant |
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Your soul is searching the light |
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And you are defiant of the talk about the giant |
