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So many nights he looked to the sky
Searching his resons to live
Looking for answers that no one could give him
He always wanted to change the world
To be someone who could be listen
But he couldn't do it and he knew it
He knew deep inside what he's pretendin' to be
Which he tried all coust to hide from everyone
He never were a bad guy
He just had so many dreams and things
That he whished to do
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[Chorus]
There's not much to say
Everyday everything got an end
And we all have to fly away
Fly
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He always wanted to be a musician or a writer
And he always got the ambition to do it
But there was something in the way
Tired to be lost he kicks himself like a punishment
Like he was always guilty all the time
They never heared him when he tried
There was always some moments in his life
Where he had no more reasons to keep breathin'
And how he tried so hard to don't cry at night
When the next day he pretended to be ok
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RC
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Everyday is his life
Is a constant fight against himself
Fighting to reach his pourpose to live
Trying to figure out the way he must take
They always painted their portrait
As so he painted his
But he knew it's all but a lie
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RC
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13/06/09
NOTA: Todas as musicas publicadas neste blog são da minha autoria.
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