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Introdução:
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Great aspirations often
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fall too short to fly
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Life alone can take us
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on its twisted path
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As we wander down this road
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not all sure where to go
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Sometimes the scenery can
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just bore you to death
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As I sit down to write
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another day go by
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They all seem the same anymore
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with so little time to live
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And so much time to kill
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how is it That I find
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time to be bored?
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Am I wasting time is my
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purpose being served
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Am I part of a master
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plan? Today is all we have
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can't change yesterday
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Strolling down this road again
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Life has made me cynical it's
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taught me about its pain
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Is the little blue man
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using me for him? I guess
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I know the answer already
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So does he but when he goes
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he'll know if his sin was sin
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Am I wasting time is my
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purpose being served
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Am I part of a master
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plan? Today is all we have
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can't change yesterday
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Strolling down this road again
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All we have
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all we have
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I guess for now the only answers
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That I'll get will be the ones
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I can figure out myself
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Listen closely friends we're
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coming to this story's end
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And I don't think that I
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have rid from any doubt.
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Am I wasting time is my
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purpose being served
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Am I part of a master
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plan? Today is all we have
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can't change yesterday
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Strolling down this road again