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Buried by a thousand avalanches
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I've lost happiness
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So it can't look at me
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So it can't photograph
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The state of my heart
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That now dances slow and still
Among the rocks of memories
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That's now mocked and weary
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Between memory and illusion
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Of what was pure love
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As if it were the last reason
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Like the most precious gift received
And that tells why you live
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I can't stand fakes and traitors
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And you, who do you live for, who do you die for
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Even if it were the last word
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Say it now and maybe one day I'll come back
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I raised you in my dreams
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And I've tattooed you on my heart
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Believing even in mistakes
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I leave my love only to you
From us even though it's huge
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But I don't fear its damage
As if it were the last reason
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Treat it like a secret
Like the most precious gift
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Maybe you've won and I'm dying
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But it'll be in the name of a whole life
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Spent on the margins of a dream
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For the music, the people who healed my wounds
And it was only pure love