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It’s never so easy We fell down but we're breathing With each step the road froze as life moves the deep cold You carry this weight A set back, another mistake See the world’s warmth as it leaves it behind It’s so comical when faced with this failing art We are the colours in movement There is something to display in these changing days We are the colours in movement The portraits of progress The victims never heard that life moves on and on Past the saddest days The days we never forget So face it, the weakness is stopping the artist We fall down to get up This portrait is never perfect All we want on this blank canvas Is the perfect picture of the way it was The best, the worst, the love, the hurt In the end we hang on walls Memories that we recall The big, the small Letras de cancionesWe lived it all It’s so comical you’re faced with this failing art We killed the artist and it’s so comical There is something to display in these changing days We killed the artist The portraits the progress We are lost artists From Letras Mania