The gentle beat of raindrops on the face
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Prelude to being out of bed all night
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Anxious for you, drunk on living
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Tired of seeing doors right in front of my nose
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Defeated with no place to go
Looking for you against myself
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Adam's rib, a future that stayed in the past
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Going in to kill, words with sawed-off cannons
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That which when dreaming turns fiction into reality
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In the very place where the end begins
I put everything into forgetting
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Messing up ways of living
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I follow your shadow without calm all over Madrid
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I counterattack and the heart counterattacks
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Highway heading toward nowhere
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Sunlit winter, what a shame of a storm in summer
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No victor in this war that has already ended
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Breaking down crying keeps me from taking off
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Maybe in the morning the storm will ease
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Maybe when I leave you'll want to find me
Chronic and deadly memory
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Messing up ways of living
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I follow your shadow without calm all over Madrid
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I counterattack and the heart counterattacks
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Trace that need leaves
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Highway heading toward nowhere