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The pain from our broken dreams won't heal by themselves cause we keep our lips wet by drinking water from poisoned wells. Like we're not ready to take the fight. This is the endless game we play, We will never be, We will never be, Never be, Never be victorious, victorious! The whispers we that hear comes from a split tongue. We are going to bed knowing that this will be another sleepless night. And you've played all your cards, Now it's time for us to act From Letras Mania