Pretending I don't know, I don't know.
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The heart I don't need, I don't need.
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Pretty much. The the beautiful world is a dream... Hey, do you think that's true?
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I will not say, I will not listen, I will not ask.
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Unable to see, unable to end, unable to run away.
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I will not change. I am unable to change.
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I won't try to turn back everything of the future.
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For some reason, only the things I hate are at my side, I suppose...
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The past in front of my eyes.
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One, two, three, just how many?
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Four, five, six, I've found this many, anyway.
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I don't know. Even if I count and it's useless, would it be all right?
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Seven, eight, nine, just a little more.
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We're reaching the end quickly.
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I shall not speak of it, I shall not speak of it.
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If you step upon the earth with me, I can continue on with life without counting,
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And I send the ones I hate to the distant underworld.
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Rather than denying, rather than denying?
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I shall offer a useless prayer.
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He should be able to arrive this far.
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I do not even think that I will be the who moves the future.
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If you step upon the earth with me, I wonder what there will be?
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For some reason, I do not try to shake off the dream of the never-changing world.
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Those who do not speak, I send you to the distant underworld.
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The past in front of my eyes.
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