There's the age they give us
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And the one they lend us
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There's the age of our bodies
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Some people sleep outside
While me, me, at my window
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Convinced of my sad fate
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And me, this life, I thought one day
I'd come to know its meaning
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It's just we gotta arm ourselves with love
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Like all those sons of brutes
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They say hell's other people
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But mine comes from inside
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Gotta put out the fire on my ribs
Even if it drowns my heart
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To build yourself a rosy life
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Some things take time
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And time grabs those things
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We cruelly cling to
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And since hell's other people
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And mine comes from inside
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Gotta put out the fire on my ribs
Even if it drowns my heart
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Will somebody someday pay
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The price of all my solitude
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Everything I've done, it's for love
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Even if this life's just a brute
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I'll learn to rejoice, for sure
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In the time this life leaves me
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Instead of crying over lost time
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I'll water what's left
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With whatever water you give me
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I run my hand through your hair
With the water of your eyes