| Why do I keep on doing this? |
| It’s not for me anymore
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| I’m doing this more for you than I And on that lonely road to nowhere
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| I lost myself to something else
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| I don’t know where I’m going or where I’ve been
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| It’s so hard to remember all the things I am, am I?
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| It feels like the end is near, catching up with me Catch me if you can, cause I’m going down into the ground
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| How much longer can I keep going on?
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| I can feel my lost ones coming down
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| Sooner than later, I’ll see you all again
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| I feel my purpose here slipping away
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| I see the sun, but it’s raining
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| I hope I’m on my way to better things
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| And if I’m not, it doesn’t really matter
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| Cause I am doing this more for you than I am me
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| I can no longer pretend, that my life is worth living
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| I… I would rather die, be dead again
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| Hold on Now here it comes, death for one, a lonely son
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| Up then down, I’m spinning around
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| My sould is so confused again
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| Am I floating towards the sun?
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| Hold on, am I dead on?
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| Solo: Shermann
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| Through a tunnel of black, why?
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| Why do I feel so sad?
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| I’ve been waiting for the end of act 9 to come
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| The curtain must fall, the end of a song
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| Solo: Wead
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| But the song goes on and on The light is so very strong
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| I’m drifting along, I have no will
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| I’m drifting still
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| In a room without walls… I feel the chill
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| No one is here to pick me up Nothingess… what a mess… oh Is anybody there?
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| Is anybody there? |
| I’m talking to you, do you hear me?
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| If I could only see through the wall of nothingness
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| The wall of black
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| They gave me number 9, this is not like the last time
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| Number 9
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| This time I am really losing my mind
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| I hear an orchestra… I see an orchestra
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| I greet an orchestra… I meet an orchestra
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| I’m in an orchestra… I am an orchestra
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| I kill this orchestra… I kill me? |
| No No don’t stop, oh please don’t stop
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| Hey stay here, what’s going on… hey wait for me Solo: Shermann-Wead
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| I’m running but I can’t keep up Then I realize my feet are gone
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| This is such a weird weird song
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| The orchestra is now a door
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| One is one and two is four, I can see three more
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| Seven doors, seven doors
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| I must choose one before they’re gone
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| But I cannot move, oh they are drifting away now
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| But I cannot move, oh they are drifting away now
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| I’ve got to reach that door, the number 6
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| I’ve got to reach that door, the number 6
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| The number 6−6, the number 6−6-6
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| The number 6−6-6
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| The number 6−6-6, that’s my door
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| Wuauuu… look at all the colours
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| There goes an orchestra, no more doors
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| Close the window, here they come
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| I hear another end of this song
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| But again the song goes on Dead again, I know cause I’ve been here before
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| I’m dead agin, if I could only reach that door
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| The number 6−6-6, the number 6−6-6
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| I’m beginning to miss you again
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| Why can’t I just get you out of my mind…
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| I must forget
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| Dead again, I know cause I’ve been here before
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| I’m dead again, if I could only reach that door
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| Through a purple mist the light is fading
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| I guess I’ll have to stay dead
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| A little longer this time
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| Dead again… |