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Source of my pain
It is a furnace inside I ran outside...
I am freezing while being outside..
Seizing of my breathe..
An ice house while am outside..
I sighted a funeral just far away..
Guess I am going out of my range..
In my whole life I've never been this cold..
Come and get me.. mama!
All I need is your comfort..
Put me in shape..
I need only your guidance..
Source of my pain..
Is not the source of my gain..
All I need is aiming..
I still rotate..
In this I find solace..
I see me a chance..
Even in no man's land..
I am freezing while being outside..
Seizing of my breathe..
An ice house while am outside..
I sighted a funeral just far away..
Guess I am going out of my range..
In my whole life I've never been this cold..
Come and get me.. mama!
All I need is your comfort..
Put me in shape..
I need only your guidance..
Source of my pain..
Is not the source of my gain..
All I need is aiming..
I still rotate..
In this I find solace..
I see me a chance..
Even in no man's land..
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