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I've left all the crisis behind me turned to the abide of the past adventure dreams that's what I see forgotten unknown and last We suffer- until we are dead a clean life - is what we get Reality is dropping my way running and gasping for air do you care what they say your real life has to be fair! Emotions try to check the fact shedded victims - ancient dead life turns to insanity the complete way to misery From the past frustration Unreal imagination We suffer- until we are dead a clean life - is what we get I've left all the crisis behind me turned to the abide of the past Letras de cancionesadventure dreams that's what I see forgotten unknown and last From the past frustration Unreal imagination From Letras Mania