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this game we call life
Gasping for air
In this thing we call life
Falling into an abyss of despair
With Never-ending strife
Emerging into a new world
Not knowing what to do
My vision is now blurred
All I see is you
I can't stop thinking of your face
Falling away from me
I can't help but feel disgrace
Knowing I'm just a memory
Lost without words
In this game we call life
I think I'm on the losing team
Can't you hear me cry?
In this thing we call life
Falling into an abyss of despair
With Never-ending strife
Emerging into a new world
Not knowing what to do
My vision is now blurred
All I see is you
I can't stop thinking of your face
Falling away from me
I can't help but feel disgrace
Knowing I'm just a memory
Lost without words
In this game we call life
I think I'm on the losing team
Can't you hear me cry?
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