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She freezes me with her sapphire eyes that could rarely contain fire What will you do with your life now? Turn to my shoes and you ask how far-fetched a dream forms a fantasy Slipping away like the life in me This town is building a dungeon that I could never escape With failure making the mortar these circumstances are chains Relight the candle: My outlook changes are made deep in my book What will you do at the cross roads Take every road but the way home Consequently I can't go back now Everything I own is in my hands now This town is building a dungeon But I have planned an escape Success is breaking the mortar These circumstances can wait From Letras Mania