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I believe, without a chance... a chance

I give to you, my broken hands

I know, I'm still without a dance

An empty heart, a true romance

Left stranded here, I feel

The trees knock upon

The blue walls of trance... of trance

Burning up desire, down the halls of forever

Are we holding onto separate paths

We fight so hard to change our fate

But never, for a second

To stop and taste the empty drug

We are the waste ...love..love..love

The empty drug, we are the waste