Continuing searching for my stolen past,
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I wander through an unfamiliar town.
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The scent of fire has stained onto me and is making me choke,
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despite the fact that I have already bid it goodbye.
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*Upon seeing what hell is like, my heart dries up.
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I've grown weary of fighting.
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If it is my fate, I will make up my mind,
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so please cut me some slack for now.
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Surely there will be a tomorrow, aah, after today.
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Picking up and collecting shattered dreams,
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I roam about on this goalless journey.
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The flickering shadows are like nightmares coming back to life,
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despite the fact that I have already bid it goodbye.
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As soon as I see you, my heart becomes cold.
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I've grown weary of fighting.
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If it is my fate, I will make up my mind,
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so please cut me some slack for now.
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Surely there will be a tomorrow, aah, after today.
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