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Piece this together And it's always a fight This puzzles intact And you're always right The sky could fall The bliss of beginning replaced with an ending The sky could fall It's always the same

And it ends. . .From a scream to a whisper
Can you free me from theses words and let me forget
Can you free me from this world and help me forget

Tensioning trouble. . .We're condemned to repeat From covered up lies
What is all out of reach. The sky could fall
This bliss of beginning replaced with an ending The sky could fall
It's always the same

I can't be right this time. . .I can't be right this time.
It's all in my head
You can't be wrong this time. . .You cant be wrong this time.
It's all in your head
All in your head. . .
And I cant be right this time I cant be right this time it's all in my head. . . all in my head



The sky could fall. . . and it's always it's always the same.

And it end's.

From a scream to a whisper.