Unknown silence
facts
nothings forever
face the brutal facts
nothings over
you just head for another track
not enough room
creatures run from tomorrow
no relief
shadows tear each other apart
you think it's over
be gone...grow older
nothing lasts
one hand beats the other
just to feel it sting
just to feel it fade
the facts of life
the face of someone who lies
all the time
to rearrange
the facts are
i just can't be the same
face the brutal facts
nothings over
you just head for another track
not enough room
creatures run from tomorrow
no relief
shadows tear each other apart
you think it's over
be gone...grow older
nothing lasts
one hand beats the other
just to feel it sting
just to feel it fade
the facts of life
the face of someone who lies
all the time
to rearrange
the facts are
i just can't be the same
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