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[00:19.66]I wake up and I feel I was stranded
[00:23.80]In a world that hardly represents me
[00:28.61]Step by step I collect all my nightmares
[00:33.00]Like a modern Renoir I'm painting my life away
[00:38.13]
[00:38.55]Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry?
[00:40.56]Don't you think that I don't feel sorry?
[00:43.05]Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know
[00:47.33]
[00:47.84]Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry?
[00:50.20]Don't you think that I don't feel sorry?
[00:52.75]Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know
[00:57.42]
[00:58.90]Sitting down in my room I feel so empty
[01:02.39]Staring with lonely eyes at the words I am laying down
[01:08.17]With cold blood I swallow all the absinthe that you gave me
[01:13.71]That cold winter night
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[01:18.06]Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry?
[01:20.12]Don't you think that I don't feel sorry?
[01:22.54]Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know
[01:27.33]
[01:27.53]Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry?
[01:29.63]Don't you think that I don't feel sorry?
[01:32.12]Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know
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[01:37.41]I feel a decadent poet
[01:39.47]Forced to bury his art ?forced to bury his own heart
[01:46.88]Under the mud of a pigsty
[01:49.11]A cabal of murdered broken hearts
[01:55.76]Longing for my bitter taste
[02:00.41]
[02:17.27]Lost you, I have lost you, brother
[02:19.64]The strength you hid inside your eyes
[02:22.13]Makes me believe I can still live my life
[02:26.98]I learnt from the ashes
[02:28.78]Of the tears I dropped for all these years
[02:31.64]My love is now living, is living for real
[02:37.93]
[02:56.42]I feel a decadent poet
[02:58.91]Forced to bury his art ?forced to bury his own heart
[03:05.75]Under the mud of a pigsty
[03:08.49]A cabal of murdered broken hearts
[03:15.27]Longing for my bitter taste
[03:18.02]I feel a decadent poet
[03:20.39]Forced to bury his art ?forced to bury his own heart
[03:27.47]Under the mud of a pigsty
[03:30.03]A cabal of murdered broken hearts
[03:36.62]Longing for my bitter taste
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