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# Not Alike
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Not alike. You tell the see from the river
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Not alive, but not yet passed away either
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Nova light, but the path is nay clearer
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In a glaze, but the truth is still bitter
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Whole my life I've been waiting outside. Outsider
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Like a foundling sitting under the door. Who's decided
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Who has made this unfair decision?
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And who could came up with that fucking vow
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Which is being repeated by any gull
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That is flying away from the ocean
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To grab some decaying remains of food
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That's been sold 20 minutes ago
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By them loyal to unconsious consuption
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And by them getting a lot for doing nothing
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Running away from the reality in a guff
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And being run six feet under in a coffin
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I'm slowly joining a legion of drops of rain
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Determined to flow down this dirty pavement into the drain.
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Poor bastards falling down from the sky,
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We are so similar. You and I.
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But if life is a bath, I'm not that kind of water
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Into that you could want to immerse your whole body
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That you would expect to envelop you gentle skin
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And in which you would like to drop your crystal tears
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Your are Teddy, but I'm a bear
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Your are Teddy, but I'm a bear
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Your are Teddy, but I'm a bear
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I'm a burden, you are bearer
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I'm your face, but you are the mirror
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And the whole cycle of nothing going futher
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My father told me not to show emotions
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Because they are signs of weakness,
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And even if I'm weak, nobody should notice.
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But I'm more that that
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But I'm more that that
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Not alike. You tell the see from the river
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Not alive, but not yet passed away either
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Nova light, but the path is nay clearer
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In a glaze, but the truth is still bitter
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Your gut feeling is just indigestion
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After swallowing your pride
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