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Oct 02, 2005 19:56

It's getting cold, my hands are numb,
and I cannot feel a thing.
I'm growing caliced to this place.
Irresolution strikes again
and I don't know what to say,
But I've got to move on.

Prechorus:
I'm beginning to see
that everything i want is fake
and what i have is real
Swaer if i were to look
no further than this
but somehow i found a way.

Chorus:
Waiting for this season to end
this title burns me from within
we could be so much than we are
but where do we look before we fall?

I'm trying so hard to succeed
and all i can do is bleed.
My emotion runs dry.
No time to waste, no "minute more",
it's time for listlessness to end
'cause I've got to move on.

Prechorus x1
Chorus x1

Don't look down...
and don't look back...
We're leaving our shadows...
and we're leaving the past...

If we fall, then we'll rise again, rise again
(Don't look down, don't look back, rise again, rise again)
If we fall, then we'll rise again, rise again
(Don't look down, don't look back, rise again, rise again)

Chorus x1

Don't look down
don't look back
the only way to look is up
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