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The Seventh Round lyrics
Doesn't seem any better when I cross the border
The world falls to piece but every sunset
Is the rebirth of a new experience
I often felt this sorrow, I often stand alone
Dipping and diving to see the bottom
But where are the lines that divine
Confidential sins have already taken my so called freedom
And every choice I made framed my so called future
I'm no longer care about the way I gone, burning
Like a fire to smother in the end, wasting time
While I'm expecting death
Doesn't seem any better when I cross the border
The world falls to piece but every sunset
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- Track 3 on If They Knew This Was the End
- 2 Comeback
- 4 The Aragon And Trianon
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