الكلمات الأصلية
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Birds in flight ????
Leaves are cold in the fire that burns me
Finally fever is falling
Waves of pollution withdrawing
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???? like a question
All the bad memories are fading
Wiping the slate is not failing
Yes I know who you are
I've seen you before
And this is the way you want me to be
You need some kind of soul
You live by remote control
Remote control
Early bird leave it no longer
All you need is feeding the hunger
One side forever deciding
The other is forced into hiding
Something dies with that decision
Easy ways to rule by division
Take the advantage to conquer
Until you don't need it no longer
