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Long ago, inside a distant memory,
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There is a voice that says
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Do you believe a world of happy endings?
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Even when the road seems long,
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Every breath you take will lead you closer to
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A special place within
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Your Neverever...
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I wake up
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A siren keeps beating at my eardrums
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I stifle this scream to death
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Without knowing anything
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I hold on to only my heartbeat
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And fall into the trap of reality
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I won’t regret
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I gaze at the piled up, torn apart picture of the future
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I hold my breath
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In my head
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The hands of my rusted memories
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Turn
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Round and round
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As I close my eyes
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There is no mark left behind, no noise spilling out, no destination
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I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
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The afterimage that is repeating even now
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We who have a wounded past
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Are, without being healed
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Already shutting away
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Such uselessly revolving, unchanging days
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So now
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This is what I desired
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My Nevereverland
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I wander around
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Words that pierce like knives
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Laugh at my pain
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Without being able to do anything
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I swallow back my trembling voice
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And fall into the trap of solitude
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These footsteps that have gone astray
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Stumble, lose their presence
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And are dyed in tears
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In my heart
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The stage of tragedy maniacally
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And unsteadily
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Dances
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As I take your hand
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I run past you from behind, my heart’s memories fade away
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I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
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The afterimage that will repeat tomorrow as well
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The distorted world that suddenly appeared
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Is, without disappearing
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Already shutting away
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Such uselessly revolving, unchanging days
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So now
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This is what I desired
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My Nevereverland
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I wake up
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The sunlight shining through the trees like after a dream
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Pierces through to the other side of my eyelids
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Even though I think, “All of it should have come true”
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Again, I fall
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As I close my eyes
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There is no mark left behind, no noise spilling out, no destination
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I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
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The afterimage that is repeating even now
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We who have a wounded past
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Are, without being healed
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Already shutting away
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Such uselessly revolving, unchanging days
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So now
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This is what I desired
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My Nevereverland