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I´ve had my frustrations about the pains of daily life
I´ve tasted degradation and found the lace and candle light
But we have the weights we have the measures of our days and nights
I´ve had my frustrations but now I´ve found my place
And you will make it
But only if you run
These lonely dedications I´ve found they bring me peace and light
When three-fold applications of doubt surround my fate you might say
We have the weights we have to wage an assault on what it is
´Cause harmless medications abound and you´re not sick
You will make it
But only if you run
Surprise
Surprise
Surprise
Surprise
You will make it
But only if you run