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von Elephant Riders

Flame, waning flame
You run to hide in your rabbit hole
Once again
It echoes in your head
Like a never-ending drip
It′s a way out but reality slaps

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Fist
In your face
Burning bridges, stick to the plan
And wear your best smile
Embrace that feeling
It won't go away
The wall is closer and you keep on driving

With no self-control

Nothing as I planned
Sick of living
I′m sure you did your best
Death's the meaning

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Oh, I love this...
Yeah, I love this...
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