الكلمات الأصلية
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Searching now
My own mind
All the stuff we've been trough
All the nights spent on clear
I dont know if I am the same anymore
Promises of paradise
Again
I gotta shout
Tell everyone
The pain resides inside me
All the walls are crumbling
Im tired
Of driving
On those old roads
Im tired
Of driving
On those old roads
We are bigger
The revenge of
The fallen ones
The broken ones
We are better
Than ourselves of the past
Those we left behind
We are bigger
We are better
Than ourselves
Than ourselves
Learning from
Every step
Broken strings
Empty cups
The sky within the sky
A halo on the Sun
Another way of see
Ourselves
Im tired
Of driving
On those old roads
Im tired
Of driving
On those old roads
We are bigger
The revenge of
The fallen ones
The broken ones
We are better
Than ourselves of the past
Those we left behind
We are bigger
We are better
Than ourselves
Than ourselves
