الكلمات الأصلية
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Idle was the inside, beaten was my path
That weather turned so quick
I could feel the outcome bearing on my tracks
I wasn’t ready for it
I wasn’t ready for it
So I had to pace myself
Stagger what was left with vigilance
And think of somewhere else
To satiate my mind
To focus on a point
I thought I’d left behind
These, the hours I was left
The moments at my side
They said would never last
But still I had to try, try
You know I had to try
We don’t want your enemies
Save that trouble for yourself
It’s us and no one else in our own story
