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The voice calls you It stays and drills again Lake of stress corrodes you Makes you whole again Feed of your fatigue Start to shed tears of blood Wasting yourself time after time Theres no return from your kind Take a turn and cross a line Follow through and you'll make it Leave you crazy and lucid Pick it up where you left off Open up your mind and soul When you know all is not lost You can finally become whole Finally become whole Theres no return from your kind Take a turn and cross a line Follow through and you'll make it Leave you crazy and lucid From Letras Mania