From the great dream, I don't want to wake up
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And it fails me a bit more, my reality
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I still feel them like a lump in my throat
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And the memory becomes a storm
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In this house there aren't ghosts
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Vultures flew in the sky
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So many photos filling the frames
There aren't many trophies
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And even though I carry you in my blood
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It hurts to feel you so far away
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We have to be really strong to see death
Tired of thinking about it
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I want us together to have one last drink with you
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I've already lived what I could live
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At night, I conquer the silence
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And the absence of noise creates a void
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Sorry that I have to go
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Sorry that I have to go
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In this house there aren't ghosts
They're a thousand feelings