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Everything in this world
Will fall to pieces someday
We're just here to make sure
Things are still right
Who's gonna wake up?
Things are not sill right...
Open your eyes, people
For there is much to see
All around me, around us
The world is spinning round
Everything's going wrong
All we do, all we say
All of that's taken away
Brith, life, death
That's the odd routine of our lives
Something's messed up here
For we lost our path long ago
Indeed, we are lost
Oh so lost in this world
Wake up!
Hurry up!
Time is wasting down the clock...
Will fall to pieces someday
We're just here to make sure
Things are still right
Who's gonna wake up?
Things are not sill right...
Open your eyes, people
For there is much to see
All around me, around us
The world is spinning round
Everything's going wrong
All we do, all we say
All of that's taken away
Brith, life, death
That's the odd routine of our lives
Something's messed up here
For we lost our path long ago
Indeed, we are lost
Oh so lost in this world
Wake up!
Hurry up!
Time is wasting down the clock...
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