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Come on!
This is the way, I feel
I'm tired of losing
I'll leave here
Gotta break your chains too
I'm gonna break away with you

So far away from here
And make you see
That here lies the happiness killed by ourselves
Gotta break your chains too
I'm gonna break away with you

Come on baby
This is the time
Leave behind the fog inside your head
Gotta break your chains too
And you're gonna break this curse on you

So far away from here
And you will see
That here lies the happiness killed by ourselves
Gotta break your chains too
I'm gonna break away with you

Staying, we hurt ourselves
With the black horns, or else
With the cold that burns on the inside,
When that drops cool the grey sky
Time's up, baby! Hurry up, baby!
You must see for yourself
Sad nights, no more
No more crying for an unlived life

A life confronting the mausoleum of our luck
The first landmark of our misfortune

No more crying
For the undone
Undone
And no more

Stumbling over
The black pieces of our
Misfortune's founding myth
The great
Imposing
Misfortune
Monument

Staying, we hurt ourselves
With the black horns, or else
With the cold that burns on the inside,
When that drops cool
The gray sky
Time's up, baby!
Hurry up, baby!
You must see for yourself
Sad nights, no more
No more crying for an unlived life

Come on baby!
Your last chance
To leave behind the fog inside your head
Gotta break it!
Gotta break it!
Gotta break these chains
And you're gonna break this curse
Gotta break these chains
And you're gonna break this curse
Gotta break these chains
And you're gonna break this curse
And you're gonna break
Yeah! Yeah!