Endless days
We search for what we hold inside
So hard to find
Luck turns
Will the fallen ever reach within
And rise again
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For the rest of my life
I will find the answers
That were always here
I will find the meaning this time
I will fight the end
Till the end is here
Wasted time
With words that seem to break our will
They bind us still
Without a care
They tarnish what we hold so dear
What was once so clear
[CHORUS]
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