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• Artiste: Handheld
• Titre: Age Of Romanticism
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You don't understand You never question why You just let this cruel world push you aside push you aside Open up your eyes It's a new era of industrialization We all know it hurts to get you past out in the clear But now you're bigger, and you're stronger too Realize there is a point where we all have to lie I remember on that day when she said she would never die She is brighter then we ever are So where is our North Star? Where is our direction in this vast desert we call Life is like the board game you so frequently lose You forget to spin your wheel Hold your own up high And know your son has a father too, and to your father you were the sun Realize there is a point where we all have to die I can still see the romance left in her eyes See it shining near and far See her she our my North Star Leading us towards the destination that we call life That we call life Determine size of reaction Why do you wander blind? You will never set aside The fact you're shy And out of time These reasons why You never will be mine side Side