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Can you feel it
A soul that is inside?
Can you see it
This wounds of the dying?
It's me I feel, it's me inside
This walls are closing from behind.
Fallen leaves, winter storms
What went right and what went wrong.
That I felt it all inside me
Why to hide desires?
Never got it, never wanted
Why a cruel satire?
Can you feel it
A soul that is inside?
Can you see it
This wounds of the dying?
Can you take the pain inside
And give me one more day of life
All I make are the same mistakes
Losing love but not the faith.
That I'll take it, lock inside me
Why to hide desires?
Never built it, never broken
Why a cruel satire?
Can you feel it
A soul that is inside?
Can you see it
This wounds of the dying?