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always rolling, now my eyes makes me sick, to realize always forward, slow for real by my blindest sight i know you'll get, what you want so won't i, and i don't try you don't show it, hold me here by my blindest sight do you like showing me prove it to me that i'm right i know you'll get, what you want so won't i, and i don't try keep me grounded, to adhere, to what you started From Letras Mania